As you folks know who are following my blog (and I’m sure there are THOUSANDS of you……LOL) we have a neighborhood cat who almost always stops by our house once or twice a day. She obviously lives somewhere close and she obviously is allowed to roam wherever she wishes, but she knows I live in this house on the hill and she likes to stop and say hi. Well, I’m not trusting of other cats much – there were some who have come and gone who weren’t very nice to me so I kinda prefer my solitary existence just hanging out with Mom and Dad. Dad calls the neighborhood “visitor” Stevie….why? I dunno – he just does. If I see Stevie in the window by the door looking inside the house I’ll go find Mom and tell her Stevie’s here. Mom gives her a few of my treats (I’m happy to share!) and Stevie might hang out on the porch for a bit in one of the rockers then off she goes to visit someone else.
Yesterday I did a very brave thing…..First of all, I have to say that if I’m outside and Stevie comes flying up the yard out of nowhere, I just lie down and be very still – she will sometimes come up and sniff me and I sniff her but we don’t play and as soon as I feel safe enough, I’ll run up to the door and ask to be let inside. BUT yesterday, I saw Stevie on the porch, told Mom, Mom went outside and guess what – I WENT OUT TOO! Yep – I actually went out there on purpose knowing Stevie was there – we touched noses, I went to lie down on one of the steps up to the porch and Stevie laid down on one of the rugs by the rocker and we stayed out there – together – for about ten minutes. Now this may seem like a SMALL thing to you……but for me, it was huge. Being a very shy guy I don’t seek out cat or people company. Yesterday I did. Mommy said she was proud of me.
I was proud of me too!