"Adrian" wrote in message
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Joy wrote:

Sometimes I hardly recognize Koala, my little feral cat. When I first
got him, he hid most of the time. Once he started coming out where he
could be seen, he ran every time I took a step toward him. Eventually
he got over that, and then he would let me pet him, but only if he were
on the floor and I was standing.

A couple of months ago he started coming up when I was sitting in my
recliner, and lying on my legs, out of reach. He has actually laid on
my lap a couple of times, and last night he came up on my lap and nudged
and meowed for me to pet him for a while before he laid down on my lap.

Joy


That reminds me of, Shadow (RB) it literally took years for him to trust
me
completely, eventually he learned to enjoy belly rubs.

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Adrian

I agree, it take a long time. They will never be like other cats. Boyfie
is great with me now but is afraid of everyone else, even if he knows them
well. Like they fed him for weeks while I was in hospital, the minute I
return he becomes afraid of them again. Sort of like he tolerated them when
he needed feeding. He knows Claire very well, she looked after him for
weeks, but if she comes to visit he goes up to his bedroom to avoid her,like
he never saw her before.
Luckily she is not offended, she has Tigger, who is so proud of himself he
could offend everyone. I don't want to remind Tigger that he was dumped at
the side of the road in a bag of kittens and how lucky he is He is very
regal.