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Hi all.
I recently moved from rural Australia (with a large garden) to a townhouse with a small courtyard in the suburbs of my state’s capital city.
Of course, my two cats, Willie and Patti, came with me.
They are complete opposites- Willie loves exploring and anything new, while Patti is the very definition of a scaredy-cat, but also super loving.
Willie has taken like a duck to water with the new house, looking in every room upstairs and downstairs (stairs are new for them). Patti has hidden under a bed upstairs the entire time, only coming out at night time.
I’m letting her take her time with coming out- not trying to force her. Not sure if anyone can help here.
I feel so awful for the two of them, as they were indoor/outdoor back home and spent so much time safely in the yard.
After a few weeks I will let them look in the courtyard with my supervision.
I’m probably projecting my feelings onto them a bit, but I feel so guilty that the yard isn’t as enriching. There’s not even any grass, just a small garden bed.
I’m looking for reassurance I guess- I just want them to be happy.
Any advice or stories of a similar transition would be appreciated.
Thanks.
I recently moved from rural Australia (with a large garden) to a townhouse with a small courtyard in the suburbs of my state’s capital city.
Of course, my two cats, Willie and Patti, came with me.
They are complete opposites- Willie loves exploring and anything new, while Patti is the very definition of a scaredy-cat, but also super loving.
Willie has taken like a duck to water with the new house, looking in every room upstairs and downstairs (stairs are new for them). Patti has hidden under a bed upstairs the entire time, only coming out at night time.
I’m letting her take her time with coming out- not trying to force her. Not sure if anyone can help here.
I feel so awful for the two of them, as they were indoor/outdoor back home and spent so much time safely in the yard.
After a few weeks I will let them look in the courtyard with my supervision.
I’m probably projecting my feelings onto them a bit, but I feel so guilty that the yard isn’t as enriching. There’s not even any grass, just a small garden bed.
I’m looking for reassurance I guess- I just want them to be happy.
Any advice or stories of a similar transition would be appreciated.
Thanks.
