My 14 year-old orange tabby, Loaner, is all discombobulated. She hates the changes in her home. The bed in her private bedroom, where she lolled at certain hours of the day, is gone. And my bed is higher and impossible for her to climb. I put a footstool at the side for her but she doesn’t, won’t, use it. Whenever I give her a boost up she lingers for only 30 seconds before jumping off.
What to do? How will she take to the new place, an apartment unit? The answer, of course, is that she will have to take to it, but I am worried.
The poor boobie doesn’t know what she is facing next month. Right now she is dozing on the rug near me. As far as she knows, nothing has changed here.