I'm glad we didn't, although she hid from us for TWO MONTHS. Finally she started coming out. Little by little we made friends. She's still not a very friendly cat, she has very limited petting tolerance but will sit for hours on my lap as I discovered one day when I wasn't feeling well and spent my day on the couch.
One of Judy's friends got Judy a fluffy fleece blanket, and the cat fell in love. So that was one way we tried to coax her out/ Nothing seemed to work. I haven't been too great with cats, I'm more of a dog lover. They are way more predictable, you know where you stand, and you can go on walks.
I never thought a CAT could be leash trained, but she kept trying to escape to outside, and she was declawed in the life before Judy had her, and she's somewhere around 10 to 15 years old and we have lots of fighting cats around here so I wasn't comfortable just letting her out. So we got a harness and leash!! To my absolute surprise she didn't fight it, and we now go on walks. Not like dog walks where the human decides where you're going, but the cat version, where the cat decides.
If you're old enough, you'll remember a song that goes with this.
"Walking my Cat Named Dog" by Norma Tanega. 1966
True story song. Norma moved to a New York apartment where dogs weren't allowed, so she got a cat and named it Dog.
"Dog is a good old cat
People what you think of that
That's where I'm at..."




















