Take:
1 cat (must be a cat that was raised in a one-cat-only-household by a woman that didn’t have many visitors; must be afraid of strange people, loud noises, rain, thunder, cars going by on the road and anything else you can think to be afraid of)
Add:
1 deceased Mother of the cat
2 people that the cat has seen before but doesn’t particularly like
3 large boisterous dogs that the cat has never seen before
3 cats that the cat has never seen before
1 strange house that is anything but quiet
Mix the first three ingredients together with the cat very carefully. Wait a few days before putting this mixture into a car and drive for approximately 3.5 hours. Add last two ingredients all at once. Wait to see what happens.
If you’ve followed the recipe carefully you should end up with one cat that lives under your bed. She should be eating, drinking, and using the litter box, and occasionally you might find her out, but don’t expect too much from the first week. What should happen next is unknown since every recipe is unique. A great deal of patience and understanding is required.
The Pookie
Posted by Lynne on 08/25/2007 at 06:01 AM
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LOL Lynne, your lucky she didn’t attack the camera….
Posted by
Catrun on August 25 2007 at 10:10 AM
LOL! She’ll be fine. We’ve done variations of the patience recipe over the years and all worked out fine. Some took longer than others to jell. She needs you as much as you need her.
Posted by
Paula on August 25 2007 at 12:09 PM
She sounds like our phycho cat Lucy. It was months that we’d barely see her. Now she is a sweet affectionate kitty to us, and our little dog. She doesn’t want anything to do with the other cats or dog.
Pookie will come around. (Just hope she doesn’t still lash around for no particular reason sometimes like Lucy does!)
Posted by
Susan in WA on August 25 2007 at 12:09 PM
Aww kitty!!! Sounds a little like when we first brought Grady home. Thankfully we didn’t have most of the ingredients, but he had lived in the shelter for just over a year. At first, I thought he was going to live behind the toilet in the bathroom, so momma went and scooped him up. He spent the next couple of days living in a kitty condo. The result, he is enjoying our home now, but has to be everywhere momma goes..to the point of calling her if he doesn’t know where she is. Lucky me (aka momma).
Pookie will come around!
Posted by
Coffespaz on August 27 2007 at 01:24 PM
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