A couple of weeks passed with Puss Puss daring to put a paw onto our mat then make a hasty retreat, next came all four paws! Curiosity got the better of him: after his dinner he ventured past me as I sat on the step, with his belly on the ground and ears at attention he stealthily crept, in slow motion past the inner door and into the hallway, scanning every inch as he went. I didn’t dare breath for frightening him back out: the trap was set. A thought ran through my head ‘do I wait to see if he will go further in or do I risk moving to shut the door, sealing his fate?’ I decided to reach for the inner door: my muscle barely tensed before he was back out like a shot! He had a reprieve once more.
It was not difficult to regain Puss Puss’ trust as food is his highest priority, the next day he was waiting for his breakfast by the garden gate. I sat talking to him whilst he ate when Nick crept carefully into the porch to say hello to him. Puss Puss was not phased, giving him a quick glance between mouthfuls. Nick watched him eat and said ‘He’s quite cute really isn’t he?’ That was it, I knew then no matter what I said about Puss Puss’ bullying tendencies towards our Harry cat or how he would benefit from being an only cat in a new home, Puss Puss was coming to stay! …..Watch out Harry!!