Miss Nessa is/was/occasionally semi-feral, and still has signs of it. She will not lay on a human. She’ll walk over you, let you pick her up, let you pet her, but she hard-bites and has zero differentiation between play and ripping to bits. It also isn’t easy to read her cues unless you’re with her for a while or know her already. So, I take care of her since she can’t really be around kids or the elderly, and as long as you remember her rules and keep your eye on her when petting her, she’s fine, loving and chill.
She will not lay on a human.
Hmm. I believe you, but I am up for the challenge and can earn her love! Can I stay with you for a month or two? I’ll take the time off work and pay for my own food!
I genuinely love that you are giving this complicated, fuzzy being the best life you can, and working around her issues… ❤️ Good human! ❤️
The look in her face reminds me so much of my old girl. Sixteen years of semi feral intensity. I was her only human. It is a special kind of bond to have.
