When I feed the ferals in the morning I have been encouraging them to come into the kitchen and meet the residents, and maybe even snag a bite of food inside.
This morning, Lyssa-Lyssa came in and headed right for the food bowl. Then she ran into the living room. All I could think of was: "Tammy-Timmy times ten," but Lyssa behaved herself. She sat down in the living room, looked at everyone, sniffed a nose or two, (I hadn't considered how I was going to get her out) and then calmly ran out of the door.
It was good time for all, maybe now she will come in and explore more as we go along.
This morning, Lyssa-Lyssa came in and headed right for the food bowl. Then she ran into the living room. All I could think of was: "Tammy-Timmy times ten," but Lyssa behaved herself. She sat down in the living room, looked at everyone, sniffed a nose or two, (I hadn't considered how I was going to get her out) and then calmly ran out of the door.
It was good time for all, maybe now she will come in and explore more as we go along.