much progress today

Unfortunately, it’s physically difficult to get photos of the two invariably cutest moments: Tamanya finally agreeing to drink from the warm bottle and showing her newly ravenous appetite, and Tamanya insisting on perching on my shoulder like a parrot, which is her favorite sitting and napping position– and she’s small enough to fit there without danger of falling.

After one especially big meal, she actually curled up and slept on the couch for about 90 minutes, far from me: her first time willing to sleep without being actually in physical contact. Indeed, I actually left the house for an hour without her even noticing, which seemed unthinkable after her near-screaming reaction to my having to leave twice this morning to go shopping.

This is still a rather worried orphan, but she’s actually starting to do a few kittenesque things such as explore the apartment– a far cry from yesterday’s and this morning’s traumatized war survivor. A bit of self-confidence slowing building up.

Still no luck getting her interested in the box/nest yet, a large cardboard box in which I cut a kitten-sized entryway, lined with a soft towel. She didn’t seem afraid to be in there, just not as interested as I would have thought, given the famous love of most cats for closed-in dark spaces.