Transition
It has been 17 years since I’ve had a kitten.
I forgot how, despite their diminutive size – they can go anywhere – and “faster than a speeding bullet”!
Auggie is very smart and very aware.
When Bear and I go outside, he knows.
And he watches.
(There’s nothing wrong with Bear, I just caught him in a funny position as he was getting up and stretching.)
Things are calming between Bear and Auggie.
I’m making sure I move and speak normally and allow them to get used to each other without fanfare.
They are both curious but both unsure and one hiss from Auggie can start Bear barking or else he turns to me and voices a long beardog sentence of complaint.
Bear and I made a trip to the pet store for new toys all around as well as some scratching posts. Auggie knows “No”, but I needed something to redirect him to.
And a mouse to practice on.
A rare moment of stillness!
I’m making sure that Bear and I keep to our routine as much as possible: walks at the same time, a Jeep ride – our special times for things – just the two of us.
Transition.