Lanie's Log - Happy Together

 It has been 191 days since my capture. 

I hate to admit it, but it turns out, I might like being a house cat. This week, not always pictured because as soon as the phone comes out, I stop doing what I am doing, I have amused the Wardens. Some of the highlights were eating dinner upstairs; playing laser pointer with Lady Warden for 45 minutes (I like to play in the morning now too some days); taking treats from the Man Warden while he was standing; Letting the Lady Warden pet me while I was eating upstairs; having a tussle with Styx in from of the Wardens; just spending more time in the living space upstairs when they were there; coming out and leading the Wardens to my room and my tree for love. 

Apparently I have exceeded my Wardens expectations, and have been the model prisoner. 

Hanging with everyone upstairs after my dinner

Lanie, prisoner #3

Lanie's Log - Stockholm Syndrome?

It has been 51 days since my capture. It has been 2.5 weeks since my surgery and my regular use of gabapentin. 

I still remain a very cranky cat. I am not happy with any of this. I don't care it was -25C/-13F without the wind this week. I don't like living in my prison. It is not made cuter by the Lady warden calling it Lanie's room.  It is not made more fun by the Lady warden making up little songs and dancing (she is a terrible singer and dancer).

In spite of my anger and misgivings (which is a very polite word way to say it), apparently my progress is very exciting to not only my wardens, but the people they are sharing my story with. Apparently, people ask about me. I don't like this, I don't like people. I don't want people talking to me or about me. 

The Lady warden says I should share some of this week's progress. Styx showed he spends some supervised time at a distance from me. If we are too close, we both hiss. Mostly we just stare at each other. 

This is where I spend my time if the warden's are in my room

Lady Warden got a licky treat stick and I begrudgingly started to eat from it. Licky is good, even if people are bad. 

Eating off the stick wasn't enough for the Lady warden, sometimes, she requires me to take a little licky off her finger. Don't worry, she gets told off with hisses and growls before I ever so gently lick the food off. 

There have even been some small attempt to touch me. So far, I have not bitten anyone.

The wardens are very excited about all of this. I am wondering if Stockholm syndrome is starting. 

Lanie - prisoner 3