This is a picture of Houdini shortly after we brought him home from the vet. You will note that he is sitting on my lap. He was crated initially (don't feel sorry for him. It was a very large dog crate, 3 feet wide, five feet long, two doors. We put his bed inside a box so he had a safe place to retreat to when life got too people-y for him.) Every night, I took him out of his cage and held him on my lap and fed him kitty treats and petted him. I figured that he would associate me with warm cuddles and tasty nibbles.
I thought wrong.
Right after this picture, he leaped up and bolted. William had left the basement door ajar and quick as a wink, Houdini was in the basement.
Initially, I thought that it was okay for him to be down there. He had to come upstairs to eat. I figured he'd make his peace with us. He didn't. After 3 weeks, the decision was made to bring him upstairs. This was very much against his wishes.
He ran up the stairs to get away from Tim and I. We followed him into the kitchen and closed the basement door. He's been living in the kitchen for over three weeks now. I no longer try to hold him. We just make a point of feeding him kitty treats every time we pass his bed. He gets a pet or a scritch under his chin. His bed is in a tight corner between the hoosier cupboard and the wall. At Christmas time, I just put a screen up between his corner and the rest of the kitchen, so that he would feel safe.
The toys seemed to be just what the doctor (vet?) ordered. He seemed very cheerful today. At one point, when I went to give him his treat, he reached out his paw and touched my hand, sniffing curiously.
I haven't taken any pictures of him recently, because his corner is dark, and I don't want the flash to scare him. I'll wait until he starts venturing out more.
It was a quiet day. I mailed Cara and Colin's Christmas out to them today. which was a spot of happy. I came home and baked a batch of oatmeal raisin cookies and fretted about things that I can't change.
In the end, turned out that what I needed an hour and a half long phone call with my sister. It helped.