Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Clawdia, the drama queen
I wish I could explain to her that, wearing it, she would be able to go outside. She could walk through the lobby of our building, go visit Donna or Tiny, or just get OUT for awhile. She loves exploring and being with people and getting out of our apartment. If she can adjust to wearing this, maybe ... just maybe ... she won't have to travel everywhere in her cat carrier.
Oh, by the way, someone asked me if the harness is too tight on her, if that's the problem. Nope, if anything, it's too big. When I tried using the leash to walk her to the elevator (a trial run) a few days ago, I had to carry her most of the way. When I put her down beside the chairs at the elevators, she refused to move, "stood her ground" when I tried to get her to walk with me, and pulled right out of the harness! No, she didn't get lost. She had escaped that cruel captivity ... and ran like crazy all the way back to our apartment door.
Day 2 ~ Still Tuesday ~ I went to a late afternoon meeting, leaving Clawdia "undressed" — in other words, not wearing her harness. When I got home, she was napping in the easy chair, apparently once again able to jump up onto things.