I can’t quite believe that Fidget has been back with us for a month now. It’s like he has never been away and sometimes I do have to stop and think that actually he wasn’t here for just over a year. It’s a very strange feeling. When
The last month has gone by very quickly and we have since been back to the vet for a further check up. I was concerned about his abdomen and the fact that it seemed to bulge on each side slightly. The vet wasn’t too concerned on the first visit as by prodding and listening it didn’t seem there was anything too worrying. Fidget’s shape hasn’t changed since he’s been home so I was a little concerned before we took him back to the vets for a check up.
The first thing we did when Fidget came home was to lock the cat flap in case he decided to run out of the door and not come home again. We were also very careful to not leave the front or back doors open for too long. One day after a week or so, I came home and he was by the front door, but instead of running out, he looked at me and meowed before walking into the kitchen. I think he heard me in the drive way and was just wanting his dinner!
Fidget has always been my cat, and as such will follow me everywhere. Miss A is the second favourite if I’m not around and Hubby has always come last. He knows who is feeding him through the day but the cuddles are reserved for me. Fidget is a very friendly cat and is more like a dog where he follows me around. Last week I went out for the evening and generally evenings are spent with Fidget on my lap on the sofa. When I came home from my night out everyone was in bed and Fidget was asleep on the landing just outside Miss A’s room. He will usually follow me up to bed at night and sleep next to me making sure he has plenty of space. Something Hubby hates. It was only when I got into bed that evening did he move from the landing onto the bed.
We spent the first weeks brushing him quite a lot as his fur was matted quite badly, however it’s almost back to normal now. I was removing clumps of hair with the brush which he seemed to tolerate quite well. His white patches on his feet will never be white again I don’t think, but the white areas on his body are looking so much nicer now.
After a trip back to the vets last week, he has a clean bill of health which I am so pleased about. His abdominal bulges aren’t causing any distress and the vet doesn’t seem to think there is anything to be concerned about. He wondered if it may have had something to do with starvation and then being fed again and it may be the make up of his body now. As he’s not a young chap any more there is no point in undergoing intrusive diagnostics for no reason.
Currently he’s still an indoor cat. Occasionally he sits by the back door and meows to go out, but when we open the door, he may venture around the perimeter of the back garden but then come back in again. We’ve opened the cat flap again and shown him where it is but he’s not interested. I even carried him outside the front door this week and put him down next to me, but he turned around and went straight back inside the house. The vet wondered if something spooked him that day he went out and never came home, as he said if a cat is scared and runs and keeps running, when they stop they can lose their wits. This may be the answer but unless Fidget starts to talk to me we’ll never know.
I know he’s happy to be home, he’s always bugging me for food just like he always did before. In fact last weekend he managed to get into the food bin and remove a piece of leftover pork joint from our Sunday roast. He ran up the stairs with it and we had to corner him to remove it whilst he was growling at us. It was quite funny as the piece of crackling was almost as big as he was but he still gave it a good go despite being 14 years old. That’s obviously how he’s survived so long out on his own.
The day he decides to venture further than the end of the back garden, I know I’ll be worrying until he comes back home, but hopefully after this time he will have readjusted to where he needs to go.