Lanie's Log - All Is Well

 It has been 198 days since my imprisonment.  I continue to enjoy what the big house has to offer. The Wardens were having drinks with the neighbours who used to feed me on the weekend, and they asked if I showed an interest in leaving. Lady Warden said, of the 3 of us, I was the least interested in a door. Callie's Man said that is because I nearly froze a few winters. There is probably some truth to this. While at first I hated being captured, as time has gone by, I see the comforts of being a cherished house cat prisoner.  Although don't let the Wardens know this. 

I am spending more and more time out, upstairs with the people. Gris and I have not found a full way to exist, but there is less hissing, so we make progress. 

Styx and I can now share the perch by an open window

Lady is seing more of this - the 3 of us close (I am the dark blob on the cahir to the left)

I can relax enough to fall asleep out in the open

I am still skittish when the people move around, I don't like when they are standing and I prefer to get pets that don't involve food when I am in my tree in my cell. Maybe I always will. Lady Warden says I am doing better than she ever imagined and even if this is as good as it gets, it is amazing. 

Lanie, prisioner #3