It’s no secret that I’d forked over a lot of cold hard cash for my fluffy Ragdoll Coco. So, call me a paranoid Mama, but for the first five years, I was reluctant to let her outside into the wild and unknown territories of the world. She has in the meantime escaped twice and lived to tell the tale of her adventures! Truth be told, it isn’t really about the money she cost me but the companionship and cuddles. I worried that if she became wild then she would be less aftectionate and I feared that something could happen and I wouldn’t be there to bail her fat ass out. What kind of responsible pet owner would I be if I let something bad happen to her?
My husband said I was obsessed with her and he was probably right so after many walks on the lead and supervised hikes through the fields, I finally cut the cord and let her wander free to enjoy what she does best, being a cat. I’ve never seen her more healthy or happy! She still comes to check on me and get belly rubs and if I’m gardening she follows me around like a dog. She has disappeared on me a few times but usually comes when I call her. Only twice have I had to rescue her but I’ve also learned to let her try and figure it out herself. Tough love they call it!
I only pity the poor resident lizards because since summer started and Coco has been free, I keep finding random ones climbing walls with no tails!
So, does this look like a stressed out kitty to you? I think not!