It’s been peaceful…sort of. Gracie is eating normal cat food at normal intervals. What changed may have more to do with me than with her. Eating, drinking and elimination are the hallmarks of health for all living creatures. When someone in this household is not doing one of those, I get a little crazy.
As Gracie started eating, even a little bit, I became less neurotic. I stopped hovering and offering different selections when she tried to bury it. (That’s what she does when she’s not fond of the choice.) Walking away worked. Without an audience to play to, there was nothing to do but eat the selection that was out. (This would not have worked at the beginning…just sayin’.)
She started feeling better too. She is more comfortable in the house and her health issues seem to be over. All is good. She adopted a new box. We are not allowed to move it.
Everyone here wishes you all a great weekend.