Her little pushed-in persian-type face became motionless and she stopped in her tracks. I took my time and gave her room to adjust to my entrance. I was armed with moist food, treats & a heart busting with love for this cat. I just went about getting her dish ready, humming and no eye-contact. She hid for a minute but she was very interested. Rattling the treat bag brought her closer. Then, I saw her behind my leg. I slowly picked her up and placed her on her familiar spot for her injection. I waited, she never moved so I placed a few treats in front of her and did the dirty deed. She never flinched. It didn't go as planned but then Emma is a cat and cats are unpredictable at the best of times. So....I expect the next few days to go smoothly with this gal.
It is a gorgeous day here and the sun has been out all day. The porch on Emma's house is exploding with flowers with hanging baskets welcoming you as you approach.
It's like a house in a children's fairy-tale. What could be better while cat-sitting than walking through the garden of paradise when you first arrive. So, so pretty.
This little one came in off the street, pregnant and hungry. Another lucky one.