Adopted a 18 m old tabby, was fostered in a home of other cats. Didn’t like petting or cuddles, would always try to escape. Didn’t know how to meow just opened its mouth at me as if trying to ‘talk’. Would only approach when hungry so that’s when I could pick him up and flood him with kisses and cuddles. Not that he liked that at all. Over a year period he found his voice gradually and now talks to me very clearly. He now demands cuddles, petting and lap room on demand! And I willingly oblige 🫡

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