When I tuned inThe first words that came out of the cat's mouth were,“I like my name. Because I am a Cheetah.” I said, “You are like a Cheetah?”“Yes,” he said, “like a wild cat.” Oh, the irony. Though I had seen a few pictures of him sitting on a sofa and a window sill, his person reported that Cheeto, his real name, mostly hid under the sofa. She had just recently rescued him from a local shelter. He was part of a hoarding situation. As his person shared this with me, I felt myself into the little guy. He was not small in stature, but he felt so small inside. More like a kitten than a cat. Especially a wild cat.  I asked Cheetah, who was now balanced, “Why do you hide under the sofa?” “Your house is too big,” I said to the woman.“He doesn’t know how to navigate this much space without his posse.”  Understanding the cat's point of view helped bring out the Cheetah in this cat. Listen in to understand what it means to adopt a cat from a hoarding situation. 

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