The claws are out, the teeth are bared, and I've totally lost control in this situation, if I ever had it to begin with. It all began so innocently with good intentions. Out of the goodness of our hearts, we rescued the sweetest, smallest kitten off the streets. A store owner had found the mother with the litter in the trash bin behind her store. So, I adopted this sweet faced, innocent baby, much to Scott's dismay. I had not idea she would grow up to be a psycho cat! See how her eyes glow in the picture! Scary, huh!
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, right? That's the way the saying goes, anyway. Well, it's shame on me. Because I didnt' learn my lesson the first time. I fell for it once again. We adopted another cat out of a hard luck case this summer. My mother had adopted her just weeks before my grandfather, her father, passed away. Mom was not able to keep her under the circumstances. I thought we'd give Bonnie the Calico cat a chance. She is such a sweet cat, wants to be friends with everyone and every animal, and is so well behaved. Not to mention she's just a beautiful cat. She is nothing like psycho cat. I thought she'd be a great fit in our home. WRONGO! Our house turned upside down the minute we brought her home.
Psycho cat went even MORE NUTS! Bonnie tried to be polite and make friends, but psycho cat was, well, psycho. It's so bad that psycho cat will hide in the covered litter boxes, waiting to ambush Bonnie. Bonnie has become so afraid to use the litter box, that she goes in other places...closets, throw rugs, and in the corner of our bedroom. YUCK!!! In my research, I discovered that Bonnie is suffering from stress. Well, duh! I would be too if someone tried to beat me up every time I tried to go to the potty. The final straw was yesterday morning when Scott woke up to discover Bonnie had gone on the KITCHEN COUNTER on a Hand Towel!!! GROSSSSS!!!!! This earned Bonnie a permanent time out in the garage with all her toys, goodies, and litter box. (Don't worry, we go out there, play with her and keep it warm out there.) BTW, Bonnie is three times the size of psycho cat. But psycho cat is 100 times more, well, psycho!
But wait, there's more. This morning I found psycho cat squatting in the corner of my bedroom GOING IN THE SAME PLACE Bonnie had gone....RECLAIMING her territory. OH NOOOOOO SHE DIDN'T! OH YES SHE DID!
And you know what happened next? This time, I was the CAThy that WENT PSYCHO!!!
Now they are both in permanent time out in the garage until we can figure this thing out. And yes, we have sought advice and tried so many 'expert' techniques. (PS - We've steam cleaned the carpets and they're still going everywhere, we've studied cat behavior and asked for expert advice on the situation, we've used training aids, we've separated them and reintroduced them slowly in supervised situations, yes, we've used squirt bottles, we've tried it all. The problem is that we are not home during the day to consistently watch and train them. So if you are great with cats and want a cat for Christmas, please let me know. Bonnie would be an excellent pet and does use the litter box when psycho isn't around to ambush her!)
Uh oh! Just had a jail break! Psycho cat just busted through the closed garage doggie door leading back into the house. Now BOTH cats are freely roaming the house again! Teeth and claws bared! Help! Demon cats are on the loose! Lord help us all! I told you I've lost control of this situation! We need an exorcist! This could make a good Stephen King Novel. And yes, there is a pet cemetary in our back yard with a couple of fish and a hamster. This is scary!
In His Love, Cathy
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, right? That's the way the saying goes, anyway. Well, it's shame on me. Because I didnt' learn my lesson the first time. I fell for it once again. We adopted another cat out of a hard luck case this summer. My mother had adopted her just weeks before my grandfather, her father, passed away. Mom was not able to keep her under the circumstances. I thought we'd give Bonnie the Calico cat a chance. She is such a sweet cat, wants to be friends with everyone and every animal, and is so well behaved. Not to mention she's just a beautiful cat. She is nothing like psycho cat. I thought she'd be a great fit in our home. WRONGO! Our house turned upside down the minute we brought her home.
Psycho cat went even MORE NUTS! Bonnie tried to be polite and make friends, but psycho cat was, well, psycho. It's so bad that psycho cat will hide in the covered litter boxes, waiting to ambush Bonnie. Bonnie has become so afraid to use the litter box, that she goes in other places...closets, throw rugs, and in the corner of our bedroom. YUCK!!! In my research, I discovered that Bonnie is suffering from stress. Well, duh! I would be too if someone tried to beat me up every time I tried to go to the potty. The final straw was yesterday morning when Scott woke up to discover Bonnie had gone on the KITCHEN COUNTER on a Hand Towel!!! GROSSSSS!!!!! This earned Bonnie a permanent time out in the garage with all her toys, goodies, and litter box. (Don't worry, we go out there, play with her and keep it warm out there.) BTW, Bonnie is three times the size of psycho cat. But psycho cat is 100 times more, well, psycho!
But wait, there's more. This morning I found psycho cat squatting in the corner of my bedroom GOING IN THE SAME PLACE Bonnie had gone....RECLAIMING her territory. OH NOOOOOO SHE DIDN'T! OH YES SHE DID!
And you know what happened next? This time, I was the CAThy that WENT PSYCHO!!!
Now they are both in permanent time out in the garage until we can figure this thing out. And yes, we have sought advice and tried so many 'expert' techniques. (PS - We've steam cleaned the carpets and they're still going everywhere, we've studied cat behavior and asked for expert advice on the situation, we've used training aids, we've separated them and reintroduced them slowly in supervised situations, yes, we've used squirt bottles, we've tried it all. The problem is that we are not home during the day to consistently watch and train them. So if you are great with cats and want a cat for Christmas, please let me know. Bonnie would be an excellent pet and does use the litter box when psycho isn't around to ambush her!)
Uh oh! Just had a jail break! Psycho cat just busted through the closed garage doggie door leading back into the house. Now BOTH cats are freely roaming the house again! Teeth and claws bared! Help! Demon cats are on the loose! Lord help us all! I told you I've lost control of this situation! We need an exorcist! This could make a good Stephen King Novel. And yes, there is a pet cemetary in our back yard with a couple of fish and a hamster. This is scary!
In His Love, Cathy
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