Milo has been allowed out in the rest of the house for the past few weeks, but still cannot sleep on the bed with us like most of the other cats do, so we have been taking him back downstairs to the sunroom where his pen is. The door of the pen is open, and the door of the room is open until we close him in there at night. He's been a good boy after several days of learning this new normal. One of us will head downstairs & say c'mon Milo, and he will trot along next to us like a dog at heel, straight into his room. Tonight I took him down, but just before he entered the sun room Boots came busting out of there. Milo went into the room and stopped dead, staring at his pen and the cardboard box inside. Puss was curled up in there. Milo stood there & stared until I chased Puss out of HIS box. Then he trotted straight into the box, curled up & looked at me like "what are you waiting for? Turn off the light; I'm ready for bed",
He's feeling SO much better, and I'm feeling better now that he doesn't have to be in kitty jail all the time. Ten more nights.
He's feeling SO much better, and I'm feeling better now that he doesn't have to be in kitty jail all the time. Ten more nights.