Give cats some time

Give cats some time

Sometimes cats are like brooding teenagers.

For a few weeks, our oldest cat took to himself. He virtually ignored us—after being a loveable cuddle cat for years—preferring the basement instead. He often sat in the basement window, looking at any critter who passed by, or even just lounging between the litter boxes, which was sort of weird, but whatever—it was his thing.

We were really worried about him, wondering if he was dying—he is 12 years old, after all—or if something was wrong with him, or even if he was depressed. We tried enticing him out with catnip, his favorite, carrying him upstairs—anything we could think about—but he just didn’t want to hang out. He still ate and digested fine, so the vet said that it could be a psychological thing.

Then the fall weather started moving in last week and we opened up all the windows in the house. Poof—he was back upstairs and cuddling with us, or hanging out in the windows! What the heck?!

Could our cat have blamed the summer heat wave on us? I honestly don’t know, but I think that was to blame for his moodiness. He simply needed time to come around and forgive us for the closed-up house (believe me, kitty, we all hated that!), I suppose. Cats may simply just need time, too!