In Memoriam: Violet

July 23, 2017 by  
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In Memoriam, Violet


Violet reincarnated to be with me for 4 lifetimes.  At the close of this life, I want to honor all 4 incarnations of this amazing being.

If you’re not sure you believe in reincarnation, this memorial might give you some food for thought.


In her first life with me, Violet was a black and white male cat my sisters and I named Felix, after the cartoon character.  It was a short life, and that’s all I remember about it.  We had many cats, all of whom lived outside with shelter in the garage.


In her second life with me, Violet was a muted tortoiseshell named Sappho.  She was very Siamese-like, with larger ears and a dominant attitude.  We were very, very close.

She was born in Maine at one of my sister’s homes and we bonded on the long car trip home.

We were together for 7 years until my life took me away to find out who I was.  Sappho went to live with someone else.  She left her body soon after.


Violet in her 3rd lifetime.

Violet sitting on the back stoop.  She was terribly cross-eyed, but still gorgeous.

In her third life with me, Violet came as a blue point Siamese rescued from the streets.  She was nearly half starved.  When I got her home, she settled onto my heart center, and I instantly recognized her as having been Sappho.

Violet was terrified of going out on the stoop, so one day I carried her outside.  Her fear and panic were palpable.  This is how I learned that she had been picked up and put outside and abandoned.

So the healing began around that, too.  Soon she felt comfortable sitting on the back stoop, where I would sit with her so she never felt abandoned.

Violet assigned herself the role of my personal supervisor, whether I wanted one or not.

If I was sick, she would never leave my side.  If I got out of bed for tea or soup, she would run up and down the stairs demanding vocally and telepathically that I “get back in that bed so I can heal you.”

Unfortunately, Violet never fully recovered from the stress and damage she had gone through on the streets.  She also had powerful emotional debris around my leaving her and keeping Echo, my Arabian horse, who had been with me during Violet’s previous life with me.

Echo was still with me when Violet came back, and Violet’s jealousy was intense.  When Echo was euthanized in 1998, Violet announced, “I’m in charge of your life now.

Three days later, Echo visited in spirit and Violet, mortified, became seriously ill.  I nursed her diligently for 10 months, but she wasn’t strong enough to recover.  She had been with me only 4 and a half years.  Her jealously had turned into leukemia.


Violet as a kitten.

Violet “walked in”  to become a Siamese kitten again.

Five days after being euthanized in August, 1999, Violet showed up in spirit and began demanding that we plan her return together.  She insisted on coming back through a Siamese cattery.  She completely orchestrated her return as a female, Siamese Blue Point kitten.

The week I expected her to be born, she “walked in” to the body of an 8-week old female and began screaming at the humans who were considering her for another family.  The previous personality had been very demure, so the sudden change in behavior got the attention of the breeder at Reprise Siamese.  They called and asked me to speak with the upset baby.

As soon as I connected with the kitten, I heard:

VIOLET:  “Where are you?  Come get me!  They want to give me to someone else.”

NEDDA:  “Calm down Violet.  You’ve made your point.  I’ll come get you in a few days.”

I was late arriving to pick up Violet, who sat by the front door of the cattery the entire morning waiting for me.  The breeder said she would stand up on her tiny legs and try to look out through the screen door.  When I came in the house, she took off running through the cattery crying, “She’s here!  She’s here!”

When we got home, Violet stepped out of the cat carrier as though she had just been away for a short car trip.  She recognized where she was immediately.  She took over the house as if she had never left.  She knew where the food was, where the litter box was, and despite being very tiny, made it up the stairs to claim her place in “her” bed where she allowed me sleep.

Sakhara was here to greet Violet that first day.  Sakhara took one look at her as she emerged from the cat carrier, and said, “You need a bath,” whereupon a protesting kitten was thoroughly washed.

Thus began the nearly 18 years of Violet’s fourth lifetime with me.


Sandy, the male kitten Violet rejected.

Sandy, about 10 months old when I caught him.

Violet never wanted another cat in my life.  I was grateful she had allowed Sakhara to come.  We had discussed this while Violet was still in spirit, and she had given permission for me to bring Sakhara home.

In 2004, I used a Have-a-Heart trap to catch a young, grey tiger, male I named Sandy.  He had been abandoned in the neighborhood, and I had been feeding him and other feral cats in the back yard.

Violet was furious and insanely jealous.  She attacked Sandy constantly as I tried to integrate him, and I found the tip of his tail bleeding several times.

Then, Violet stopped eating.  She was fretting, running up and down the stairs, and losing weight.  So I gave up any attempts to integrate Sandy, and found him another home.


After Violet’s intense reaction to Sandy, you can imagine my concerns when Echo announced in 2012 that she was coming back to me as a kitten.

Would Violet welcome Echo back in any form?

Could they learn to live together?

Violet, Sakhara, and Starlight in window seat.

Violet, Sakhara, and Starlight in window seat.

Fortunately for all of us, Violet agreed that Starlight could come.  She and Sakhara had actual meetings about it.  I walked into a room one day where the two of them were “in conference” about the kitten who would soon arrive.  They shooed me out, as this was “private.”

The two adult cats decided that Violet would take the lead in integrating Starlight and teaching her “how to be a cat.”  Starlight immediately fell in love with Violet and totally acquiesced to Violet’s authority.  This made it easy for Violet to accept her.

Starlight says:

I love Violet.  She was a wonderful teacher.  I think she was mystified because I always wanted to play and she was so serious, but she was also very patient with me, and very loving, too.

Violet gave me a lot of rules of follow, but then her heart softened and she forgave Echo.  Once that happened, she was more generous about allowing me to do things, like sit in Nedda’s lap in the living room to be brushed.

I miss Violet very much and hope to speak with her soon.


And now it’s time to say goodbye to Violet yet again.  Not easy to do at all.

Violet in 2015

Violet in 2015.

Violet was named for the Violet Flame or Violet Ray which is guarded by Ascended Master St. Germain.  She is a very advanced healer, which she demonstrated many times both in caring for me and others, and helping me do healings for clients.

If I hadn’t been telepathic with animals, I never would have known Violet’s sense of humor.  Her wise cracks and cryptic remarks often caused me to burst with peals of laughter.

For example,

I’m taking a bath.  The bathroom is located off a hall that goes between 2 bedrooms.  Violet is going up and back between the two rooms calling for me.

The door to the bathroom is open, so I can see and hear Violet as she goes by.

NEDDA:  “Violet, what are you doing?”

VIOLET:  “I’m playing hide and seek.”

NEDDA:  “Who are you playing with?”

VIOLET:  “You.”

NEDDA:  “Violet, you know I’m in the bathtub.”

VIOLET:  “Yes, but I don’t like getting wet, so I’m looking for you out here.”

There’s no question in my mind that Violet is a strong minded, strong willed soul who insisted on doing things her own way.  Sakhara often sat back and watched us argue about things, refusing to get involved.

She smashed a lovely 14″ porcelain statue of Quan Yin because I wasn’t paying attention to her despite her demands for me to leave the computer.

She bit both ears of a lovely statue of the Egyption cat goddess, Bast.

Violet loved to sit in my lap, to constantly touch me, and be close.  She was very good at claiming me.  Violet had a great deal of tenacity, and what she wanted, she usually got because she never, ever gave up.

Sakhara, being an expert mother cat, allowed Violet to do whatever she wanted.  This contributed to Sakhara not having much cuddling for herself.

It took both Sakhara and me to raise Violet, who was very active.  As my “Supervisor” she went everywhere I went in the house.  When repairmen came she would inspect them, their tools, and everything they did.  It all had to meet with her approval.

As a kitten, Violet would wrestle with Sakhara, who was a much larger cat than a Siamese.

“Moma” Sakhara would hold Violet down, being the adult, and Violet would scream as though she were being murdered.  As soon as she got free, she would jump on Sakhara’s head as if nothing had happened.

I asked her about this one day, and she said, “My scream is like the sounds made in Karote, the equivalent of ‘Hai Yah!'”  I had to laugh.  It sounded nothing like that to my human ears, but what did I know?


For the last 3 years of her life, Violet was in renal failure.  I managed her health with lots of love, a natural electrolyte mix, and various other holistic remedies.  In addition, she had chiropratic whenever she needed it.

Because of a bad reaction to a rabies vaccine when Violet was about 4 years old, she was chronically constipated her whole life.  This got worse with the kidney failure, and in the last few months made things very uncomfortable for her.  While I never gave up trying to find a solution to all this, time wore her body down.

So on Tuesday, July 11, 2017, when Sakhara and I and our veterinarian, Dr. Amy Matthews of Animal Wellness in East Granby, CT, made the appointment for Sakhara’s euthaniasia at my home, I got off the phone, and turned immediately to speak with Violet, lying comfortably in one of the cat beds on the bay window ledge.  I spoke to her quietly.

“Violet.  Please consider what I’m about to tell you.”

Violet lifted her head and looked right at me.

“Amy is coming Thursday evening, two nights from now, and Sakhara will be helped to leave her body.  She’s ready and wants to go and wants help to do it.

“I love you very much and I don’t want to rush you to leave.  However, I do encourage you to think about leaving when Sakhara does on Thursday.

“Your body is really struggling, and I’m not sure you’re able to make it comfortably until next week.  Amy won’t be able to come back a second time before then, and the last thing I want for you is a trip to an emergency vet.

“I don’t want you to be in terrible pain, and I would take you if you need to go.  But I’m really OK if you want to leave when Sakhara leaves.”

Violet put her head back down and closed her eyes.  She said nothing at all, but I could feel her considering the situation.

The next morning, Violet ate, and then vomited her entire breakfast.  She refused any more food.

On Thursday morning, Violet stopped drinking water.  I could feel the shift in her.  She was already beginning the process of departure.

Violet was euthanized that evening right after Sakhara.

Her spirit was already expanded 2 feet out from her body before she was given the injection.

Her guides where there to welcome her and take her home.


Violet after breakfast bath.

Violet’s daily after-breakfast bath.

Violet peeking around a door.

Violet peeking around a door.

Violet and Melissa.

Violet readily accepted Melissa, who helped keep Violet physically moving and active.

Magnificent Violet



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In Memoriam: Sakhara

July 19, 2017 by  
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Photo of Sakhara.

Sakhara came to me from the Humane Society on October 5, 1999, shortly before Violet returned from spirit.  She had birthed a litter of kittens there, and then nursed many others who had lost their mothers.

When I brought her home, she was very thin, having given her all to so many kittens.  I’d never have guessed the true color of her fur because only the undercoat, a pale cameo color, was there.

The Humane Society estimated her age at 1 and a half years, but one of my veterinarians thought she was at least a year older than that.

The first night we were together, I had an allergic reaction and reluctantly had to lock Sakhara out of my bedroom.

Although I was able to resolve my allergies completely the very next day with hypnotherpy and NLP, that first night seemed to set the tone of our relationship.  Circumstances chronically seemed to interfere with us creating the close bond we both wanted.

Sakhara was a very dominant cat, but her style was sweet, compassionate, and gentle. She never fought with anyone.  She might hiss and raise a paw, but you knew from her energy and her eyes that you’d better back up fast.

Sakhara was a powerful teacher of patience and kindness.  Even as a small kitten, Violet would tell Animal Communication students that she (Violet) was “top cat” in our family, but Sakhara would tell them, “I’m really top cat, but I let Violet think that she is.”  How true!

Sakhara in cuddle cup.

The most reticent cat I’ve even known.

The most reticent cat I’ve ever known, I found it difficult to have conversations with Sakhara.   She would refuse to answer my questions.  She kept her feelings about most things to herself, and when she was younger, I was not as tuned into her subtle ways.

Fortunately, she was more generous with my TWA (Telepathy with Animals) students, who highly valued her teachings.

Being ground was one of Sakhara’s most important services to me and my home.  In a TWA  course, she once showed someone an image of me floating high above her like a Macy’s Parade balloon, tethered to her for grounding.Snoopy balloon

For most of her life, Sakhara had various digestive problems.  She eventually had to have dental surgery.  Her teeth were so fragile that the surgery took 3 hours because her teeth kept breaking and had to be removed piece by piece.

When I finally got her home from surgery that night, Violet didn’t recognize Sakhara because her scent was radically changed from all the anesthesia and drugs.  Violet told me over and over,

“You brought home the wrong cat.  Go back and get my friend.”  Thwack!  Violet would cuff me.

This went on for at least 5 days, which was hard on all of us.  Finally, Sakhara “smelled” right to Violet, and I was forgiven.

About 4 years ago, Sakhara was found to be hyperthyroid and had to be on medication for the rest of her life to control it.  Although she was never diagnosed with kidney issues, I treated her as though her kidneys were failing because she drank large amounts of water for a cat on a raw food diet.



Melissa, our newest addition, had trouble integrating with Sakhara.  Melissa wanted to be “top cat” and Sakhara, even tho’ in ill health, refused to pass the torch to Melissa.

Melissa became more and more aggressive towards Sakhara, who began withdrawing and spending most of her time in her cat cave with Violet.

Nothing I did worked to resolve things, especially as Sakhara seemed to lack the energy to stand up for herself with Melissa.

The times Sakhara did hiss and raise a paw at Melissa, the younger cat would back off.  But Sakhara didn’t have the energy to keep doing that.  She soon became head shy whenever Melissa approached her, and Melissa, being very fast, resorted to sneak attacks when I tried to interfere.

Moving towards departure.

About 6 weeks prior to her leaving, I set up a place for Sakhara in the huge dog crate in another room so she could have some peace.  It had become impossible for her to eat or use the litter box without having to get past Melissa when she was in the main part of the house, and Sakhara no longer wanted to be there.

Sakhara readily settled into her new private space.  She was depressed and kept saying she wanted to leave her body.  Some days she ate more; other days less.

It was challenging to sort out what was going on.

Was she depressed because she was in the room alone?

Was she depressed because of how things were with Melissa?

Was the depression because she didn’t feel well physically?

If I found ways to help her feel better, would she then want to stay?

Sakhara got chiropractic and acupuncture and other alternative remedies, but nothing seemed to turn the tide.  Meanwhile, her bowel function had also deteriorated and was making her quite miserable.

Sakhara and Violet, July 2017

Sakhara and Violet, July 2015 – Buddies for Life

The day after Sakhara moved into her space, I carried Violet in to see her.  They had never been parted, and I knew Violet was upset.


Violet took one look at the situation and began screaming with rage at what was happening.

With Violet still in my arms, still yelling loudly, I withdrew.

It took Violet another two days to accept that Sakhara wanted to be in there and was getting read to leave.

Finally, on Tuesday, July 11, 2017, both Dr. Amy Matthews, D.V.M. of Frontier Wellness in East Granby, CT,  and I reached agreement.  Sakhara wanted and needed to leave, and needed help to accomplish it.  We made an appointment for the evening of July 13, 2017 for Amy to come to my home for euthanasia.

I immediately told Violet, Starlight, and Melissa what had been decided.

Their reactions?

Melissa was happy.

Starlight was sad.

Violet was resigned.

And then I said to Violet,

“Violet, you aren’t doing very well either.  You know that your body, too, is failing.  Please consider that you can leave the same night as Sakhara.  Otherwise, you may have to wait until next week, and that might be very difficult and uncomfortable for you physically.  Or we may have to go to an emergency veterinarian center, and I don’t want you to have to go through that.”

Violet just looked at me, and didn’t respond.

Sakhara left her body on Thursday, June 13, 2017 between 8:30 and 10:30 p.m. with the assistance of our veterinarian friend, Amy Matthews.  Amy came to my home so that the entire process could be gentle, peaceful, and sacred.

Starlight in cat tree with toy.


Starlight says this about Sakhara:

I love Sakhara.  She was an inspiration to me.  Although she didn’t want to play much by the time I came, she would always make an effort while I was a kitten to play just a little.  She was gentle and kind as I was learning how to be a cat.

Now, I miss her very much.  I hope she comes to speak with me soon because I want her to know how much I still care about her and how much I miss her.

Sakhara was truly a beautiful cat, and also a beautiful being.  We have all been blessed by her presence.  Despite all the challenges, or maybe because of all the lessons she taught me, my love and appreciation for her continues to grow.

PHOTO SERIES:  Sakhara at Play 

Sakhara at Play

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A Feline Soap Opera?

June 26, 2017 by  
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Does living with

an Animal Communicator

mean everyone gets along?

Melissa and Starlight playing.

Melissa and Starlight playing.

There’s no question that integrating cats can be very, very challenging. In my last post about Melissa’s integration I thought I had finally turned a corner.  Well, maybe that was just another corner in a complex maze.

In the wild, domestic cats naturally live in multi-generational female family groups, like lions do.  But when confined indoors and when the cats are not related to each other, conflict may be difficult to overcome.

In our human families, we bring cats together who have no biological relationship to each other.  That can make for great challenges, as it’s not natural for them to live this way.

When Starlight came nearly 5 years ago (That long ago?  Really?) and was quickly integrated in about 2 months, I could hardly believe it was that easy.

Of course, there had been lots of preparation done, even before she was born.  Furthermore, Starlight has a very sweet disposition.  She doesn’t like to challenge anyone about anything.  So naturally, the existing hierarchy was never questioned and all was well.

Then came Melissa.

Melissa sharpening her claws.

Melissa, by personality and possibly genetics, is a very dominant cat.

She wanted to take over the cattery where she was born.

Then at 6 months of age, she expected to dominate all 3 cats in my family.

Despite all my efforts to dissuade her, Melissa knew exactly what she wanted and wasn’t about to back down.

She refused to listen to anything I had to say (a perpetual teenager?) and still screams at me when I start to tell her something she doesn’t want to hear.

Sometimes I get an image of a child having a tantrum, screaming and putting her paws (fingers) in her ears.

From her very first day here, Melissa never showed the slightest subservience to the top cat, Sakhara, and never intended anything but to rule the household.

I have explained that there are various way to express dominance, and that violence is not always the best way.  But of course, with “paws in ears” Melissa hasn’t heard me and completely rejects my requests.

Melissa is now over 2 years old.  

Melissa is now the dominant cat. 

Her relationships with Violet and Starlight are, overall, well balanced and respectful, most of the time.

However, with Sakhara, the conflict continues unabated.

Sakhara refuses to officially give up her position.

Melissa continues to hit Sakhara at least once a day, and goes out of her way to do so.  Even if Sakhara’s sitting in my lap and minding her own business, Melissa will attack.  I can see in Melissa’s eyes and body language when she’s getting ready to strike.

Nothing I’ve done to try to stop this has made any difference at all except in the moment.  If I hiss at Melissa or admonish her, she backs off and then just waits until I’m not watching.

Because of Sakhara’s age and overall health (around 21 years old), I still run interference.  To me, Sakhara is due some deference, as she’s always been kind, caring, and considerate to others.

Sakhara has chosen to sleep in a room by herself with the door closed.  This way she doesn’t have to get past Melissa to get to a litter box after I’ve gone to bed.  I’m fine with this, but when I open her door in the morning, Melissa charges in right past me at lightning speed.

In my efforts to resolve things between these two, I discovered a past life in which Melissa and Sakhara had a terrible conflict that resulted in horrible torture and death for Melissa. Melissa is unforgiving, and Sakhara won’t even forgive herself.

So the karma continues.

While I haven’t completely given up my efforts to help each of these beautiful beings find inner peace, there’s a powerful lesson for me in all this.  While meditating one day, I was told to use this affirmation:

“I accept God’s Perfection in everything.

I let go of having to fix everything.”

Truly a powerful lesson.  It’s not up to me to resolve this.  It’s up to them.

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Mischief Incorporated and “The Empty Tissue Box”

April 23, 2017 by  
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Starlight and Melissa in a cuddle cup.

Starlight and Melissa taking a break.

I couldn’t resist taking some pictures of them playing, and then when I saw the photos again, I realized I just had to share it.

Use the full screen to get the full impact of the game.  If you enjoy it, please share with friends.  Thanks.

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How to Make a Cat Cave for Your Kitty.

February 23, 2017 by  
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Cats love to snuggle into

cozy, dark places.

Violet and Sakhara like to sleep together.

Violet and Sakhara like to sleep together.


In the wild, cats use caves and other dark, cozy places for

  • staying warm;
  • having kittens;
  • hiding from predators;
  • recovering from injury or illness.

When we bring cats indoors, their need for a “cat cave” remains.

A cat cave provides security, warmth, and comfort.  It’s a private space for each cat to enjoy, or a place for 2 friends to snuggle up together.

Does your cat crave a cat cave?

If your cat is hiding in closets, under beds, or behind furniture, a cat cave might be just the thing.

Cats who especially benefit from cat caves are:

  • feral cats making the transition to indoor living;
  • sick or injured cats;
  • elderly cats;
  • cats recovering from surgery.

Many cats who enjoy meditating will really appreciate a cat cave.

Violet introduced me to cat caves. 

An old favorite of Violet’s that Starlight enjoys.

Violet has an intense need for warmth in the winter.  When she was young, she tried to sit on top of my baseboard radiators –  an impossible feat for any cat.

To help her feel warm and comfortable, I found a cardboard box of the right height.  She could sit part-way on the radiator with the box holding the rest of her body.

I soon realized that I could do better for her.  With Violet’s instruction, I created my first cat cave.  I’ve been making them ever since.

This particular cave is currently used by Starlight, but I once found Violet snugged in there with her.  So it meets the needs of cozy and two can share, but mostly now it’s Starlight’s to enjoy.

Home-made cat caves are inexpensive, sturdy and warm.

To make a cat cave, you will need:

  • a cat sized “corrugated” cardboard box.
  • a bath size towel (approx. 2 feet by 3 feet).
  • a soft item for a cat to lie on.
  • duct tape or packaging tape.

From a cat’s point of view, the cave doesn’t need to be fancy.  It just needs to be

  • dark and cozy inside, i.e., not too big.
  • capable of holding body heat plus any additional heat that the season requires.
  • a safe, quiet location.


Depending on how your home is heated, you may want to put the back or side of the cave someplace warm:

  • against a baseboard radiator
  • next to a hot air vent that’s located on the floor
  • against or next to an old-fashioned radiator

I don’t recommend putting a heating pad inside, as that can become too hot.   You can put a heating pad behind the box or you can use large plastic soda bottles filled with hot water behind and along the sides outside of the box to provide some additional warmth.


>> Box Size <<

Choose a cardboard box that is large enough for 1 or 2 cats, depending on your situation.

>> The cat(s) should be able to stand up and stretch, and turn around easily inside the box.

>> If you have a pair of cats who love to snuggle up together, a 2-cat box might be fine.


>> “Corrugated” Cardboard <<

Cardboard boxes are the best material for a cat cave because they are corrugated, i.e., there are air spaces that hold heat.  Many are also quite sturdy.  They are also light weight and thus easy to move around.

This cave illustrates some special features.

This cave illustrates some special features. 

The cave in the photo here is located upstairs where it’s cooler in the winter time.  So the cave sits on top of some old pillows to insulate the bottom and to give the cave a bit of height, which cats seem to prefer.

Notice the baseboard radiator.  All my caves back up to radiators for warmth in the winter.  In summer, of course, the heat is off and the cave is warm enough.

Oh … the feline who came to help me take the pictures is Starlight.

If a cat is sick and a box becomes dirty with vomit or feces, you can always throw it out and get a new one.  Cardboard is inexpensive – just save some of the those empty boxes you get every time you order something online.

If you don’t have any boxes available, you can get some at the back of stores that are throwing them away.  Liquor stores are a good option, and some supermarkets have lots of boxes in their trash.

Make sure the box is very clean and doesn’t have any blood or strong odors.

A fancy wooden box is not as good as cardboard because it won’t hold the heat as well.  If you want your cat cave to look “fancy”, cover it with a fancy patterned towel.  “Fancy” is a human need, not a cat need.

>> Cardboard Box Preparation <<

The bottom of the box becomes the back of the cave.

The “top” is used as the opening for the cat to walk into the box.

Depending on the box you choose, you may have to fold the flaps into the box and secure them with tape, making the box stronger.  Duct tape works better then packaging tape.

You can also use the flaps to make a box larger by taping them in an open position.

Please note that all work on cat caves will most likely be supervised by your cat.  That’s normal, natural, and appropriate, from the feline perspective.

If the cat keeps jumping in the box slowing down the creation process, or gets tangled up in the duct tape, the cats is teaching you that creativity is supposed to be fun and not a serious enterprise.

I recommend getting into the spirit of the play – it will be healthier for you and more fun, too.


I use a bath towel  to cover most of my caves, but you can use anything else you have around that’s appropriate.  The idea is to drape the towel over the front of the cave and to cover the top and part of the sides as well.

Cave with draped opening.

Cave with draped opening.


The cover serves these functions:

  1. It hangs down over the opening, leaving 2-3″ space open at the bottom.  This allows the cat to come and go easily, while still providing a dark, warm interior.
  2. It creates the mysterious darkness that cats love.
  3. It adds some additional insulation.
  4. It’s easy to lift up to see if someone is inside, or to reach inside, and you can also leave it open if the cave becomes too warm.

Drape the cave with something easily washable, such as old towels or pieces of polar fleece.


Some cats are comfortable being on the floor, and as long as the floor is warm enough, putting the cat cave there is no problem.  It can be placed on bare floor or on carpet.

If your cat loves height, you can put the cat cave on a large chair or on a foot stool that is large enough to hold the cave and leave a bit of space in front for the cat to jump up on before entering the cave

Wherever you set the cave, it must be easy for the cat to get in and out.  A sick or elderly cat may not be able to jump up to reach their cave, and the last thing you want is for the cat to fall down and get hurt.


A young, healthy cat may be very comfortable on a folded up towel, an old, soft bath mat, or anything that is soft and will shape itself to the cat.

I have many pieces of polar fleece cut up into 3 foot squares that I use to cover my cat beds and to use inside the caves.  They are warm, collect cat fur, and are easily washable.  They dry quickly in a dryer, so you can get rid of the fuzz during shedding season, which seems to be all year round (at times).


Allow your cat to explore a new cave at leisure.  The cat will find the darkness and warmth inviting and will probably move right in if s/he is sick or elderly and feeling cold, or even just to place her energy in the cave to claim it.

An unsuccessful cat cave.

An unsuccessful cat cave.

I purchased this lovely cat bed online thinking that my girls might like something different.  The only reason Sakhara is actually inside it is because I shoved her in.  No one would go into it willingly, even after several washes to get rid of the chemical preservative smell that is used on all cloth items today.

As you can see from Sakhara’s expression, she is not happy with this cave.

It was never accepted by any of my cats, not even after I threw a piece of polar fleece over the top to make the inside more mysterious.

Starlight’s solution was to sit on the polar fleece thus flattening the entire structure into a chaise lounge appearance.  So now it’s in her upstairs cave still covered by the fleece.  (See photo above of the cave sitting on pillows.)


There is a photo of a cat cave in this post:  Feline Hospice for Violet

The one  pictured there has a black plastic liner (cut up garbage bag) in the bottom for cats that are dying or leaking urine.  There’s a picture of an orthopedic mattress further down in the same post.

Of course, I’m always available to assist you and your cats and other animals in any way I can.


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