A Tail of Two Kitties.

   About July of last year, after the sad death o our much-loved tricolour kitten Charlotte, we decided to take on another tricolour kitten from our friend Annabel in the dordogne who re homes unwanted cats. This little mite looked so like Charlotte, that we felt fate had sent her our way. Annabel warned us she was very timid and spent much time hiding under her bed, but was affectionate when roused out.  After collection, we found that that was indeed the case, we called the kitten Cache-Cache, which is French for hide and seek, as she would conceal herself away in our lounge, where she was confined so she didn't wander off, until she was bodily pulled out of hiding. The strange thing was, that once put on a knee, she would purr and cuddle, but once released it was the same game again. Gradually we won her trust and she would climb voluntarily onto a knee, at length could be released into the rest of the house and could be allowed out in the garden.  We had won out...or so we thought.
 In June this year we were away in the Pyrrenees as usual and a house-sitter was looking after the animals. Cache-Cache didn't seem to take to him, for when we came back she had reverted to her hide and seek persona, but as this time she was free in the garden, it w as not possible to lay hands upon her....we would see her from time to time at the outside feeding station but she would hide and run if approached, and thus it remained until very recently. We felt quite guilty talking to Annabel....then,, some two weeks ago, something changed. She started to mew at me as I fed the cats and finally let me touch her. Then ,one morning we heard a mewing at the back door and when we opened it, in walked Cahche-Cache. She is now quite tame again and will sit on my knee or on the sofa back most of the day!. We wonder what has changed her mind, maybe she senses winter approaching? Anyway we hope it's permanent!
  Bye for now settling down for my first night at Grand Feu.