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Carmello the snugglebug
Mar. 28th, 2025 10:08 pmIt turns out that Carmello is a lovey dove. Who woulda thunk it?
We saw him but couldn’t get near him, for ten years. Last May our neighbor died and since then he has been looking to us. He wouldn’t come in, so Steve built him the little heated cat shelter next to our garage.
Well, about three weeks ago he started coming in. At first he was tentative, but then he became very confident, striding right in like he owns the place. He loves the toys. Then a couple days ago he started getting on my lap. Now he would sit on my lap all day if I would let him. He never stops purring. He makes biscuits like crazy, and then goes limp laying on my arm.
He gets along fairly well with the other two. They are all cautious, and the two indoor cats retreat from him, but no one is growling or hissing or fluffing their fur up. Their ears stay pointed forward and they sniff noses. The indoor cats are following his lead and playing with long-spurned toys, themselves.
We can’t seem to persuade Carmello to explore the basement, where the litterbox is. So we encourage him to go back outside at bedtime or if we are leaving the house. But he is always ready to come in again, and he scrabbles at the door if he hears us in the kitchen.
He is on my lap right now.
We saw him but couldn’t get near him, for ten years. Last May our neighbor died and since then he has been looking to us. He wouldn’t come in, so Steve built him the little heated cat shelter next to our garage.
Well, about three weeks ago he started coming in. At first he was tentative, but then he became very confident, striding right in like he owns the place. He loves the toys. Then a couple days ago he started getting on my lap. Now he would sit on my lap all day if I would let him. He never stops purring. He makes biscuits like crazy, and then goes limp laying on my arm.
He gets along fairly well with the other two. They are all cautious, and the two indoor cats retreat from him, but no one is growling or hissing or fluffing their fur up. Their ears stay pointed forward and they sniff noses. The indoor cats are following his lead and playing with long-spurned toys, themselves.
We can’t seem to persuade Carmello to explore the basement, where the litterbox is. So we encourage him to go back outside at bedtime or if we are leaving the house. But he is always ready to come in again, and he scrabbles at the door if he hears us in the kitchen.
He is on my lap right now.
