Welcome to Thursday Coffee Hour. This is an open topic thread so grab something to eat and drink and have a seat and let us know what is on your mind. I am thinking today about my younger cat Pixie.
Pixie was my Mom’s cat. She loved to follow Mom around and mooch food from her. She staked out Mom’s lap as her favorite nap place. She would also sit on my brother’s lap. She rarely sat on mine since she figured that my cat was Merlin and he had my lap staked out as his personal possession. When Mom died Pixie came to me as being her human now but still she rarely sat on my lap.
We moved down to North Carolina in June of last year and Pixie loves the apartment. Granted there aren’t as many places to explore as the old house in Indiana but still she staked out the only chair in the living room as hers. It has an afghan draped over the back so she can get under the chair and hide when she wants to.
In the last couple of weeks Pixie has decided that she wants to be held. She now climbs on my lap when I’m reading and purrs her little heart out. The only thing I can figure out is that she now feels secure enough to claim another human as her own. Pixie was with Mom when she died and stayed with her for the 12 hours before my brother came home. She adored Mom and her death was hard for her. It is going on two years since we lost Mom and I think Pixie now feels that I’m going to be with her for a long time. I think her little kitty heart has healed enough for her to claim another human as her Mom.