I adopted an 8 year old cat, Eve, this weekend. She spent Saturday night and all of Sunday in hiding... only coming out to change hiding spots, eat, or use the little box. She only would come out when we weren't home. Early this morning (around 4 a.m.) I heard her crying and went out into the living room a couple of times and called her name but was ignored. Around 6 a.m. she finally came out of hiding and wanted attention. I sat on the kitchen floor and she rubbed on me and hissed. That was quite frightening. After a couple of minutes of that she quit hissing and demanded to be pet. We had some fun playing and I let her come into the bedroom. She had fun exploring a new room and rolled all over my unmade bed. This is the best picture I managed to snap of her.
I felt so bad leaving her at 6:30 to head to work. She's also in hiding again. Hopefully she learns to trust us all of the time and wants to interact at normal times.
She is so sweet and I am so looking forward to getting to know her better.
