My cats are going to have to be declawed.
I’ve always been one of those people who said, “oh, I’m not going to get them declawed, because what if they get out of the house?” My cats are completely indoor cats. They are not allowed outside, and Ben The Gigantic Fatass[sup]TM[/sup] tends to have panic attacks once he is outside. Gomez The Slightly Annoying is a little more adventurous. He will sniff at the door if it’s open, but he doesn’t venture out.
I should have known that declawing was going to become an issue when Ben completely destroyed the front of the loveseat I used to own.
Now, it has come down to a question of my sanity.
I stay at a friend’s house. His parents live in South Africa, so I get to live the easy life taking care of their beautiful, waterfront house until I move to Baltimore. When I moved in, my friend knew that my cats were fully clawed, and prepared to use them in defense of such a lovely house. He had no problem with this, since he’s one of the “anti-declawing” kind of people.
Well, there is a wooden bannister that goes up to the study and the master bedroom. Ben has been using this as a scratching post, much to my dismay. My friend is fully aware of it, and he’s just told me to try to minimize how bad the damage is. (Ok, just how in the heck do I do that? It’s unfinished wood, with a stain. And I don’t know how to identify the stain so that I can sand it down and re-stain it.) It looks like hell.
But many squirts of the water bottle and bellowing “BEN KNOCK IT OFF!” have not discouraged the Fat Cat. He chose to move on to a china cabinet that used to belong to my friend’s grandparents. A really nice, old china cabinet, which is irreplaceable since it was handmade, or something like that. Friend knows that Ben has been scratching it. (I was unaware until Friday, when he told me about it.) The china cabinet is not so bad, and my friend has just kind of accepted the damage to that. (It looks like it got dinged up moving it.) Gomez has taken to sharpening his claws on the back of the leather sofa. Granted, it’s a junky old leather sofa that’s about to be replaced, but I am mortified that my cats have done this.
I’ve tried scratching posts; I’ve even built a big mamma-jamma one. They have absolutely no desire to scratch on something made solely for them, selfish little punks. Catnip? Feh. My cats would rather destroy personal property than catch a buzz on kitty weed. They’re obviously straight-edge punks. No highs for them.
The deciding factor in the declawing comes down from the Man himself. (Well, kind of.) My boyfriend’s roommates have two cats, both of which are declawed. The roomie, who is to be my new landlord in B-more, has decreed that the little furry punks must be declawed before they can meet their new counterparts, as my cats are kind of brawlers amongst themselves. Also, Ben weighs in at a hefty 27 pounds, and Gomez is about 14 or 15. The combined weight of the new roomie kitties is about 20 pounds altogether. So, now it’s not only a decor issue, but a safety issue for the two other kitties.
Why am I writing this? Well, I feel bad that I have to get them declawed, but it will be for the best in the long run. Any helpful advice on attempting to repair the bannister would be much appreciated, too. Why do my kitties have to be such punk-asses? Why didn’t I get them declawed years ago? :smack: