Our great big furry chicken seems to have made some kind of a quiet
breakthrough again... she's always had conflicting impulses - to get
as close to meowmie as possible while purring her head off, while
avoiding the Daddy Monster and not actually allowing anyone to pick
her up... she still hates being handled, but she's somehow overcome
her fear of laps! (meowmie's lap, anyway...) Fairly often lately if
I'm sitting at my computer, she'll come along and walk in front of me
and put one paw up on my tummy and then stop like she's thinking 'I
don't know what to do next' and walk away... last week she took the
plunge and climbed onto my ample tummy for a cuddle. Yesterday she
went back and forth from my lap to the top of the monitor for about
half an hour...
Most surprisingly to me, yesterday was claw-clipping day, and she let
me do it by myself! She wasn't thrilled about it, but she didn't
struggle very much, and then she resigned herself to the experience
and let me go ahead and trim her scimitars. The one time I tried to do
her by myself before this, it was a total failure because she bolted
as soon as I lay her on her back on the bed! Usually John holds her,
she fights, and we try to get her front paws done before she escapes.
I was astonished that she let me do it... but I was pretty sure that
she wouldn't let me handle her again for at least a few days - and
here she is this morning happy as a clam, climbing onto my lap and
kneading a hole in my leg :) I'm SO PLEASED FOR HER!