John Steinbeck once wrote: “The best laid plans of mice and men.” This phrase aptly describes the situation right now. I had decided a few days ago, to just let His Royalness calm down. He was so scared at the sight of any human. He had been poked, prodded, annoyed and I just wanted him to decompress. So I left plenty of food out for him, lots of water dishes and I just let him alone for 48 hours.
Well he showed me- he has vanished! He has found a weakness in the floor and started digging away at it. He tunneled out and I haven’t seen him in three days now. I guess the fact that he was able to use both of his front legs to dig out, means his front leg is no longer a mess. I have been searching high and low for him, but my guess is he is now under the haybarn (which is where the tunnel ends. So I am putting food under there for him as well as water. I am hoping in the next few days, he will reappear laughing at me. He definitely does not want anyone helping him out in any fashion.
He’s got to do it his way, or it’s the highway.
Hopefully, the lures of your care and love will draw him back into your orbit soon; I’m purring for it!
The ingrate. Still, as you wrote, he seems to be on the mend – though it’d be nice if he let you know it.