After the last update here on Strider, I let him stay in the bathroom cabinet and just checked on him frequently and tried to get him interested in food.
Well, I was able to force him to eat some hamburger, but HE didn’t do it unless it was in his mouth and if I didn’t let him drop it out. So he didn’t eat much more than a few tidbits for days. No drinking either.
A few days ago, on Saturday, we were out and got home from the errands, and I went up to see Strider and immediately just decided on the spur of the moment to take him downstairs. I fished him out of the cabinet, he had moved to a harder to reach place since the last time I saw him, the first time since he’d moved to the easier to reach him place.
Oh my poor kitty was lightweight as I carried him downstairs. I put him down after re-assuring him it was alright, and …. he stayed put. He didn’t run. Since then he has stayed in the downstairs, never venturing upstairs at all. But he’s not hiding at all.
That first time he was down, I tempted him with some sour cream, and he wanted it. So I gave him some in a dish, and he gently lapped some up, stopped, then went back for more, and so on.
I then got a dish for water for him, and he wanted that, lapping it up like crazy. What a remarkable change! From refusing everything … to wanting some things.
I tried hamburger then, and he was fully UN-interested. Hmm.
Well the next day he was in the kitchen when I went downstairs. After church I went to see if he’d be tempted by the hamburger, and guess what … he begged for it when he saw me going into the fridge, and kept begging for it even when he knew what it was. He ate it.
So he’s still recovering, but eating, and drinking, hanging around us, not shying away at all. He is thin, very thin, but strong. This has been so odd, and I’m glad he’s on a major upswing.
My sweet kitty is not quite back to his normal attitude, but only by a thread. He’s grooming himself, lying in the sun if it’s out, sitting by the fireplace if there is a fire going, and just hanging out on the sofa futon, or in the kitchen, or under something or other, as any other cat would do.
I am very thankful that God saw fit to keep Strider safe thus far. He’s such a nice cat, a definite, usually, stress reducing machine, organic though.