Hello, friends. I know I haven't been around here much for the past month or so... I've been unemployed for over a year and a half and have also been dealing with some personal and health issues. Bless my dear little Holland; in the past 10 months she has lived in 4 different places and has been my anchor through this hard time.
We're currently living with my mom (my dad passed away a year and half ago or so), and it took about 3 weeks, but Holland finally rubbed up on my mom's leg and let my mom pet her.
For those of you who sort of "know" Holland, my mom put it best: "That is the most timid animal I've ever seen in my life".
We're living in the basement, which - square-footage-wise - is about as big as my condo, but Holland does have the run of the house and is getting braver and braver about coming upstairs when my mom and I are having dinner, playing cards, or watching TV.
My sister and BIL used to own their own business and have been dealing with bankruptcy for the past couple of years and are also moving in at the end of this month. So, in a few weeks, Holland will be introduced to my sister, BIL, 2 nieces, one nephew, and 2 dogs!! My mom has been great about planning out where Holland can have her own space to hide away - she is going to install a pet door in the workroom in the basement that the kids will not be allowed into. The workroom is safe, there's lots of shelves for her to climb on and lots of nooks and crannies for her to hide.
One of my nieces is severely allergic to cats, and when I first moved in, I told my mom that I was afraid someone would force me to get rid of my cat, and she assured me "Nobody will make you get rid of your cat". Those were about the best words I ever heard. I don't have many people in my "real" life who understand how important she is to me, so it's nice to have the assurance that Holland is my family, and will be treated like it.
Anyway, I didn't mean to write a novel here, just wanted everyone to know we're doing fine. My mom loves that Holland is "earning her keep" by chasing down moths and houseflies...
I will have to get my camera out and try to get some new pics of my little love.
We're currently living with my mom (my dad passed away a year and half ago or so), and it took about 3 weeks, but Holland finally rubbed up on my mom's leg and let my mom pet her.
We're living in the basement, which - square-footage-wise - is about as big as my condo, but Holland does have the run of the house and is getting braver and braver about coming upstairs when my mom and I are having dinner, playing cards, or watching TV.
My sister and BIL used to own their own business and have been dealing with bankruptcy for the past couple of years and are also moving in at the end of this month. So, in a few weeks, Holland will be introduced to my sister, BIL, 2 nieces, one nephew, and 2 dogs!! My mom has been great about planning out where Holland can have her own space to hide away - she is going to install a pet door in the workroom in the basement that the kids will not be allowed into. The workroom is safe, there's lots of shelves for her to climb on and lots of nooks and crannies for her to hide.
One of my nieces is severely allergic to cats, and when I first moved in, I told my mom that I was afraid someone would force me to get rid of my cat, and she assured me "Nobody will make you get rid of your cat". Those were about the best words I ever heard. I don't have many people in my "real" life who understand how important she is to me, so it's nice to have the assurance that Holland is my family, and will be treated like it.
Anyway, I didn't mean to write a novel here, just wanted everyone to know we're doing fine. My mom loves that Holland is "earning her keep" by chasing down moths and houseflies...