No Biting

Taki is still a kitten. She has learned about "no biting" but still sometimes bites.  She has learned she is not always allowed to play with yarn, especially the yarn with which I am knitting, but sometimes, she can not let go.

She is very active and playful. Her attention span is short. And, sometimes she gets into tough situations, involving the other cats, or on her own.

She loves to hide. She has learned that she can not fit into some of her former hiding places. I have a gaggle of sneakers on the floor, and she hides amongst them: I wonder if she instinctively understands the sneakers provide her some camouflage, but whether or not she does know that, it is true.

Like most if not all cats, she likes dens or caves. Dark hiding places. There are plenty in my house: under a single bed with floor length covers, the corner behind my nightstand, under the overhang of the foot of my bed, in the closets, even in the cat carriers.

Taki has learned to be subservient to the adult cats, Sake and Haiku.  She does not mess with Haiku much, but likes the sunflower flavored food that Haiku gets at meal time, and she now knows to wait patiently for her own little stack.  She may actually abandon canned cat food to seek out the sunflower flavored food.

She is growing and doing well.  I hate that she gets underfoot so much, and sometimes because she is underfoot, I step on her or knock into her.  The truth is, I still do that sometimes with Haiku.  I am not sure why we mis-judge each other's movements, but we do.  But even that has slowed down, some because I try to be more diligent, some, because the cats are less rambunctious.

I do not want to destroy Taki's spirit, but I do want her to be appropriately social and to allow me to do all the things I need to do.