Day 2182 Seventy-Six Days
Seventy-six days. Apparently, that’s how long it takes for a scaredy-cat to come out of hiding. Yup… it finally happened!! Not only did she come out, but she came out eager to be petted and loved, as long as she was the one initiating the contact. Tim was the first person she ventured out for. He walked into the basement, as we both do several times a day, and she was at her food bowl. She almost ran, but then she stopped and meowed at him....her first meow since she arrived here. Tim, of course, meowed back. He sat in the doorway, meowing and talking to her, and all of a sudden she walked over to him and leaned in for some love! He was so excited to tell me when I called home and we both laughed that she trusted him after all my hard work, but hey, as long as she’s happy. When I got home, I sat on the floor just outside the basement door, and what do you know… she came out to see me. I put my hand out so she could approach and smell it. When she did, I gently petted her, and sh...
