Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Sunday, 5 June 2016
Since his accident in January, we have not let Domino out of the house, except to carry him to another house, but more on that another day. So I know our cat feels trapped sometimes and we feel very guilty about it, especially when he meows by the door and show us with these eyes. We don't want to make him feel like a prisoner, but I would rather keep him in than risk one of his nine lives again. So we have spoiled him: we bought him lots of new toys, two scratching blocks with catnip and we keep his stock of treats high. Everything to keep our feline friend entertained. Overall, it works, in fact he is so entertained sometimes that he gets on hunting mode, running after his toys as if they were preys. All the same, when I see him looking looking at the window, I can't help but feel guilty. We might let Domino out a bit, under surveillance, when we move. Until then, we spoil him, maybe more than we should.