Getting settled

I don't know if I'm settled yet but I'm getting there.  My new nest is small, there are only so many places where "things" can be put but some items are still missing.  It seems what is logical to me one day is not always logical another day.

 I'm getting used to having more people around me, hearing voices.  At least the voices I hear are real.  I'm not so sure about what my cat hears.  Obviously her hearing is a lot more acute than mine, she hears potential danger every time she goes near the door.

For days I kept her confined to the bathroom fearing she would know she's only a few hundred metres from our old home and make a break for pastures old.  Little did I know she was going to be so traumatised by the move that she would be too terrified to even step outside.

It's been two weeks and finally she will make a very brief foray to the outside world in the early evening.  I guess that's a quieter time of day.

She lives most of the time under my bed but will venture out to greet those she knows. 

A dog lives over on the other side of that truck in the distance.  She's forgotten that once she was used to hearing dogs on a regular basis.

I suspect she is missing her former companion, Korbi, who was actually my grand-daughter's cat that I inherited when she went away to university.  I am only permitted one cat here in the retirement village so Korbi has gone to live with my daughter.  He has settled in a bit quicker than Alleycat has but then again he was always a laid back, friendly cat and my miss is neither of those.

We'll settle in soon.