Murray came to us from the Humane Society. He had been found on the streets. He was young – about 2, and full of energy. He was neutered and put up for adoption, and this is how he became the Little Brudder to Ed. They were immediately best-friend/enemies, playing and “fighting” like siblings, and having the best of times together. Murray was the clown and would do anything for attention. However, in the past 6 months, Murray gradually began to change from the happy little fellow he was to a worried guy. When I would reach out to pet him, he shied away from my hand. If I picked him up, he tolerated it, but stiff-armed, leaned as far away as possible, and couldn’t wait to get down. The “fighting” with Ed had taken a more serious turn too, with him constantly pestering. He had always been the cat underfoot, but now began to dash under my feet on stairs and around corners.
Enter Shawn. She worked on him and found he had some lingering issues from his street days. Within a few days of her helping him, Murray was proudly strutting around, quite self-confident. His contentment has continued to grow. He’s not needy anymore. He loves being petted and picked up, and he follows me around the house. At night, he falls asleep with his head or a foot on my hand. He’s totally in love with the human and so happy. I’m relieved. So is Ed!