Patsy Cline heard me coming out the back door and turned to look at me.
See how close to the door facing Thelma is?
Patsy Cline turns around to make her getaway.
"What is that woman doing with that red thing
that makes light?"
Thelma wonders, too.
I had kept them in the pen for five days solid. Now that I am allowing them out a portion of the day, they are wary of me. They no longer trust me. Their trust was always misplaced, but they fell for food and I could close the pen. Now, they decide to just ignore me. They do not respond to food so I can lock them up.
I went out for a bit today, and when I returned, they were sitting on the porch out of the pouring rain. I needed a nap so was highly encouraging them to come to the pen. Okay, I was luring them with food so I could lock them up. That did not work, so I brought out a huge bath towel, secure in my ability to scoop both up.
Here they are--trapped!
They are carried gently and like royalty.
I am holding them both and taking a picture. I don't mind picking them up with my bare hands, but they are wet and I am clean, ready for bed. Plus, I am allergic to feathers. Since I am already ill, I don't need to irritate my allergies.
How do I regain trust? Food by the back door works. Patsy Cline does not know about that since I have only fed her and Thelma in the pen since she arrived.
I am going to bed, I think. When I go to bed at 8 pm, my friends know I am ill.
Do your animals become wary of you after being confined or otherwise disrupting the schedule they trust you to keep?