May 01, 2013 01:04
Not as packed as I'd like to be. Probably packed enough, though.
Found the grey in a bit of cat furniture, just a one-level cylinder house thing. Packed things a while, she didn't run, eventually clamped a throw rug over the entrance, picked it up and put the whole works in the bathroom. She didn't fuss all the way down, but she hid under the sink just like he did. Let me pet her, mostly not responding except the chin rubs would get her to lift her head. Mostly sat and endured. She let me touch her nose, and even pick her up briefly a couple times. Very docile when she realizes she can't escape.
Went in for a shower, found her in the window. She slipped past me, but she kept turning and looking at me before she disappeared, like she just couldn't believe I wasn't chasing her.
Tomorrow I'll have to catch her again, and she'll hate moving. Too bad, that seemed like progress. I think she needed to see that if the horrid giant can reach her, he just feeds and pets her, and tells her what a nice little kitty she is. Am glad I got that far at least before tomorrow's doom.