Last Sat night, Rumpleteazer saw another cat in our yard through a closed window and ever since then my life has been hell. Though both Rumpleteazer and Buttercup have calmed down to the point where they are fine alone , if you try to bring them together (even if one is in a cat carrier) they try to attack us and each other. They have clearly not gotten over it and begun to accept each other again (though up to this point they lived in relative harmony for more than 3 years).
CG went to the vet today on his lunch break and is going to try to convince the vet to proscribe tranquilizers for the both of them to see if that will help them mellow out enough to be around each other and eventually learn to accept each other again.
We are also going on a mini-vacation from the 20-22 of July and we planned to have a pet sitter come and watch them, somebody they know and like (because we’ve used her many times before and they had no issues with her).
CG says that unless we get them to cooperate and play nice when they are around each other, we won’t go on vacation because it’s not safe to leave them locked up with a petsitter coming and chance her getting hurt if they get out together.
If we cannot get them to cooperate by the week of the 20th, one of them is going to a foster home with the Humane Society because we’d rather see them happy apart then fighting together and it’s not fair to have one or the other locked up all the time.
Dammit this pisses me off. I don’t want to have to choose between the two. I love both of them equally and it’d be like cutting off an arm or a leg to lose one of them. They are both my babies and give me lots and lots of unconditonal love.
Dammit all! Damn that stupid outdoor cat who came into the yard and started all of this. If it weren’t for him (or her), this would’ve never happened and everybody’d be calm and happy together. Right now I am crying so hard I can barely see to type and it’s breaking my heart into a zillion little pieces to try and figure out which one I love the least because that’s the one who’s going to a foster home.
I mean, how does one choose between two equally loving cats who simply can no longer seem to get along? How to decide that one of them has to go, even if it’s for their own good? How do you look into that cute little orange/white face and those big sunny yellow eyes and say “I’m sorry…I love you but you have to leave the only home you’ve ever known?”
I don’t know what’s going to happen or who (if anyone) is going to end up leaving. I only know right now my heart is broken into a zillion teeny little shards at the thought of losing one of my kitties.
IDBB