Fizgig the Homeopathy Cat 2

Once home with this little scrap of fur, Keith and I attempted to connect with her. Her response was to crouch down and growling loudly non-stop, she would  quickly scuttle into or under a suitable hiding place. Watching her, Keith promptly named her 'Fizgig' after a character from the movie 'The Dark Crystal' who made a lot of noise and little else.

A branch of the family in transit had asked us to store their baby's cot which was in the bathroom. (Where else would one store a cot?) A box under  the cot with a cover Fizgig could burrow into and under, a kitty litter box plus food and water and we had a boarder in the bathroom. I patiently spent time each day trying to win this little creature's trust which proved futile, and after a week I took her to the local SPCA and asked "Is she feral?"  After watching her for a while the response was that she was not feral but had been mistreated to a point where she had lost all trust in people.

Knowing this gave me the renewed patience to slowly and gently build up her trust in me. She reacts badly to males which made us suspect that she had been mistreated by a male. The sight or sound of a male would cause her to panic and run for cover so Keith wasn't able to spend any time with her initially.

After some time I was able to bring her into the sitting room in the evenings while we were watching TV.  I would place her on the back of the sofa which was against a wall and from here she would sit quietly all evening watching us until I would return her to the bathroom. (to be continued)