FelineTherapy_v2 by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-13T01:13:28+00:00

I had calmed down surprisingly fast.

It took some time before the noises stopped, but I was there and ready when someone opened the door to the front room. It wasn’t the red-haired lady, or the other woman who had been with her yesterday; this was a new person. She paused for a moment, staring at me.

I took one step, then another. She didn’t move. Maybe she was just cautious; I know I was. I gave her a wide berth and quickly slipped past her, heading to the sunny spot. Despite all the noise, everything was the way it had always been, albeit noticeably less dusty. The wooden beams on the windowsill were waiting for me, basking in the sun. I hopped up and did the same.

People filtered in and other cats came by to romp around, some joining me at the window. I stayed put, moving with the sun, saving my energy for someone in particular. Waiting for Sasha. And when the sun dropped low and the other cats left, Sasha would walk in the door and time would just fly by. Until they left again. Always too early. And when it looked like they wouldn’t return, I went back in my little sleeping spot for the night.

We did this every day.

Some days the red-haired lady would bring me into the back room again to play. Sometimes, it was someone else. I didn’t like their game; it was fun at first, but sooner or later I would feel myself being pulled in a direction I didn’t want to go. It took a lot of effort to keep playing until the ladies would stop.

They were always upset with me afterwards.

But I would always be back up front by the time Sasha arrived. It became a comforting routine; the morning walk to my food (always followed by the little grey cat, sticking to me like a shadow from the other side of the window), the lazy day spent in the sun, the evenings—inevitably short—at Sasha’s side. Sometimes they’d talk with the red-haired lady, which made napping difficult, but I took it in stride. They always ended up leaving, but their reassuring smell would wait for me when I went back to sleep.

One day Sasha talked to the red-haired lady for a long time; there was barely room in their visit for us to play. It was hard to watch them leave; I contemplated sleeping at the window, just in case they came back, but that place was too open to feel safe spending the night there.

When I got back to my usual spot, something had changed. The box was different; a bit longer, with no tree attached to it… but Sasha’s jacket was still in it, and that made it home enough for me. I fell asleep just as easily.

Nearby footsteps woke me up; by the time I got my bearings back, I noticed that the opening in the box had been covered up in criss-crossing bars. I tried to scratch at them, but they wouldn’t budge.

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