Much of my adult life has been spent in the company of older cats. Either by necessity or by choice, my last three felines, (Sebastian, Sashi, and Tara) have been middle-aged when I adopted them and thus quite set in their ways. With the exception of an occasional tussle with a catnip toy, playtime for them was never a priority.
So when I adopted Truffles this past August at only two years old I was very excited to have a young cat in my life who I just knew would be active and playful. I went out and bought her a multitude of toys to choose from...interactive toys, catnip bags, feather toys, wand toys. I even put new batteries in an old laser light I had long ago put away in a drawer.
Guess what happened? Nothing. Truffles was not impressed with a single thing. In fact, with the exception of grabbing at a pen or stick under a paper bag, her play instinct was pretty much non-existent. I'll admit that I was slightly disappointed, but hoped that maybe in time she would come around.
Fast forward to Christmas when we took part in a Secret Santa gift exchange for cats of the blogosphere called Secret Paws. Truffles hit the jackpot with a package filled with toys and treats galore. I was pleasantly surprised to see her immediately drawn to a crinkle ball and catnip mouse. Then a couple days later, it happened....out of a pile of new and old toys, she picked out a fabric-covered, plain blue ball and went absolutely crazy. Biting it, kicking it, tossing and chasing it around the house. I had never seen her experience such absolutely joy before and it brought tears to my eyes. My little girl was finally coming out of her shell!!!
What started out as a breakthrough moment has become a "moment" that we now share every day. Each morning after breakfast Truffles immediately pulls out her beloved blue ball and starts playing. Those 15 to 20 minutes every morning spent with my special little girl before I leave for work are so, so special to me. It's "our time" together that I look forward to and it remains with me as I go about my day. Playtime is essential for an indoor cat's mental and physical health, but it's pretty darn therapeutic for me too!
Better still, that simple little ball has kicked her play drive into high gear and now she's more willing to try out new toys...although blue ball is always right there in the mix and still her "go to" toy each day. I'm certain that if Truffles could talk she would say that the day she discovered her beloved blue ball was one of the best days of her short life (right after the day she found her forever home with me, of course!)
It's even with her when she settles down for a nap...
Our story is a part of the #RecipeForMoments blog hop hosted by BlogPaws. Link up below to share your story of the bond you and your pet share. What do you think your pet feels in your special moments? Five random U.S. winners who link up their blog post will win a Nature’s Recipe® lightweight collar camera to capture special moments from their pet’s point of view. See BlogPaws for official rules and details.
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