116 Days

It would seem that one hundred and sixteen days is how long it takes to socialize a cat. Well, my cat anyway. This morning as I was putting my shoes on for work, she jumped up in the chair beside me and crawled into my lap. Affectionate, if somewhat inconvenient, in that I was late.

And then tonight when Sib2 and I came in after going out to dinner, rather than running under the bed Kevin ran into the living room and sat at the foot of the couch, patiently waiting for Sib2 to sit down and continue petting her.

And of late, here's how Kevin generally prefers to sit:

That would be my arm in the gray that she's holding down.

So we've gone from unwilling to come out from under the bed to starved for attention in a hundred and sixteen days. I guess it's a good thing I didn't return her before the ninety day window closed.