Mr. P came to us after his original owner didn't want him anymore. At the time we had 4 very old cats but I always have the room and heart for more.
Mr. P was very afaid and you could tell he was abused. His first owner had allergies and would only touch him with her foot and had kids that terrorized him. He still doesn't like kids very much.
It took us weeks to get him to come out from hiding places when we where around. We kept him in a room of his own and would sit in there with him talking to each other and letting him come to us. Next he was moved into our bedroom, where it was another few weeks until he inched his way closer to us. First laying on the very end of the bed, then at our sides, then finally on our chest.
Then we worked on getting him to know the other cats. This took some time and lots of refereeing but eventually they where sleeping together and eating in the same area.
Today he is the only one I have left, his adopted brothers and sisters passing on to kitty heaven. He has become a very loving, happy cat who gets touched by hands not feet and purrs up a storm to let us know he feels love.
La Jolla, CA
