The working cat we adopted on Saturday has been settling in the shop well. I'm still getting used to her personality and figuring out her quirks. I feel bad how overlooked she was at the shelter. I can tell she didn't get that much attention because now that's all she wants, but she gets overstimulated very easily, so when she's begging for attention and wants all the pets, she's quick to then cuff you and hiss. She did bite me today too, wasn't hard enough to break skin, but enough to say, "Hey I really love these pets, but I can't handle all this stimulation!"
I was brushing her earlier today too since she really needed it. She's a really heavy girl (almost 14 lbs.) and doesn't/can't clean herself because she's such a chunk, plus she has medium length fur, so she needs a good brushing once in a while. She loves being brushed, but I took advantage of it too much and got her way too over-stimulated to the point where she jumped up and hissed at me, then proceeded to back up and growl at me, so I backed off and left. I hate that we have to keep her inside the shop for the next 4 weeks, but I know it's for the best so she can get used to her surroundings so once she is outside, she won't lose her way and she'll stay close. I took some of my indoor kitty's old toys and gave them to her to help with any boredom and/or stimulation while she's in there.
My therapist kinda let me go today. Said to only come in when I feel like I need it. I'm not sure how I feel about it honestly. I mean, I'm not distraught over it, but I wasn't really expecting that today. Especially since just a month ago I was saying how I felt like I needed more appointments because I felt so anxious and was having a lot of anger and such built up again. But then couldn't go to my previous appointment because of a scheduling conflict on my part. I've been feeling like I'm coasting the last week and a half or so, in a good way. I've had some feelings of angst, but since I started becoming busier with other things going on right now, and setting timers on my social media apps, I haven't felt so bad. I've been feeling fairly content and I know I came into my appointment coming off that way too. I still wanted to sort out some old feelings towards family, but even though I tried to bring it up a little, we didn't really discuss it.
Guess I'm not as troubled as I thought I was? I don't know? *shrug*
It's always been fair to say I like what one may call "coffee shop music", but in case there was any doubt Spotify quashed them by playing me a 9 minute spoken word poem between A Fine Frenzy and Priscilla Ahn.
I've had fun the last two mornings with Gus, we've found a new place to walk that's huge and mostly abandoned in these times of COVID. Honestly, I'm not really sure I'm supposed to be there, but screw it... they can come tell me to leave if they want. A policeman drove by yesterday and he didn't roust me, so maybe I'm good.