When Jazza arrived he wailed and wailed till i thought that he would loose his voice( he didn't). We had cleared the spare room for him to stay in as he had to get used to the house room by room. He had a catching poll( which he never did use). a plastic bed with a cat blanket in and food stuff( matt, two bowls and a life times worth full of food!!!). Oh and a litter tray!!
I had been reading up a lot about Cats in the library at school and on the internet so I had been sleeping with these old tracksuit bottoms to make it smell of me so he was familiar with me if I put it in his bed.
For the first few months he wouldn't come out from behind the filling cabinet let alone out into the rest of the house. We thought that he would never really come out but gradually he got more confident as time passed.
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