Well, she aint an easy kitty, thats for sure. Her mom taught her well:be scared of everything you do not know, and grab any food you can get. She is definitely a true survivor.

I checked on her yesterday before going to bed, and I saw that she had come out of her basket. However, the moment she saw me, she fled underneath the cabinet and decided to stay put there...the entire night and today as well. No food, no water and no cat sand had been touched when I checked again this morning. As you cannot let a cat not eat for more than a day, I decided to respect her wishes and put the food and water on the lids of some of my microwave dishes.

Man, once I slid the food underneath, there was no holding her back. She ate almost about twice of what she normally should, only interrupting this process to quickly have a few drops of water, or to check me out when I moved (was lying on the floor here, not comfy!).
She stared at me with big eyes filled with fear, while eating what she could.

When she finally seemed to have enough, I refilled the lids, and moved the original food and water bowls closer by, so she could see and smell them. All she had to do to get to them was get from underneath the cabinet. But, since I do not see her doing that any time soon, I made sure I slid the replenished lids back underneath. That way, she has a choice.

The only thing I'm wondering is where all that food is going to go in about 24 to 48 hours. I cannot slide the litter tray underneath that cabinet as well since it is too low, so I can't wait to see how she solves that one...

Well, it was a busy day today. First I went to the Netherlands and took my exam of behavioral therapy. Don't get overjoyed,it is one of six modules which I just took an exam for (and it is the easiest one). But, I have a good feeling about it.

Then, I went to the animal clinic to help out there in the afternoon. There seems to be some kind of reason why I am there on some days because I was halfway through my shift, when a man entered the clinic with a question about shelters.

Turns out he has a baby with a cat allergy, and he had been taking care of a very people shy cat for three months. The kitty was about six months old and only let itself be petted when she was being fed. When we called the shelter, they were not happy with the kitty. They had the room but didn't like the fact that she was people shy. It takes really a lot of effort to get them past that. So..well..you know what happened. I decided to take her with me on two conditions: 1) She couldn't be a wild cat. And after testing her she turned out not to be aggressive at all, just reallllllyyyy scared. I was able to touch her. And 2) the guy was to pay for the extra vaccination she still needed, which he wholeheartely agreed to. He was relieved to find someone to take care of her.

Another problem was that she is apparently not housebroken. He said that that combo made it impossible to get her a good home, which I can understand. But when I was reasoning and mumbling it wouldn't be that hard to fix, he looked at me in disbelief. I told him that she had probably never seen kittylitter in her life and a littertray with sand would probably do the job. I hope it does. At least now I know why I've been keeping potted earth without having any plants in the house (the cats would eat them and otherwise they'd die since they don't complain when they don't get their food).