Those of you how have rescued cats can probably relate to this story.
When we first brought Relic in the house, it was almost as if he was trying to be on his best behaviour. He would never jump on counters or tables, get into my yarn, eat my plants… or really get up to any mischief. He certainly wasn’t like Chief Mischief Maker (aka Burton). It was almost as if he was worried we’d get rid of him if he was bad.
Now we’ve had him for a few years now, and more and more, I think we are starting he true personality coming out. He’s still mostly a very good boy, but he’s started getting…. braver. Or at least a little more comfortable with doing whatever he wants.
The other morning, I woke up to find him in my laundry basket. Now this isn’t bad (at least in my view), but it’s something he never would have done before.
I love seeing him make himself more and more at home