Ten years ago tomorrow, this was Julie’s world. A section of the spare bedroom, with a furry rug for comfort. It was enough for a small kitten that day.
Despite the suggestions about how to introduce the cats, Gus got to meet him pretty early on. He spent his time in the room in the basket bed watching balefully. Once when Julius got too close Gus gave him a hiss, which made Julius arch his back and puff up. Tough kid!
I was pretty sick that day so I had to take my visits in spurts and go lie down. On the other hand, I came in every so often all during the night so he wasn’t too lonely in there.
Now, ten years later, Julie is a lot bigger and so is his world. First came the whole house, then the whole yard, and then even a bit more besides. He’s never been feral, but he has a lot of the wild in his nature that can’t be denied forever.
At the end of the day, though, he’s content to come back to the yard and then inside with the rest of us and put the wild aside until the next time. Then he is the most accommodating and patient cats I’ve known, never being pushy with the others.
The big hero cat still needs to climb into my lap and lie down and be petted now and again. There’s a kitten in him that won’t be denied forever either.
In fact, the latest time was just out about an hour or so ago.
I like all three of them.