Hi,
I'm new to the forum. I acquired a cat from a friend. Long story short... "David can you watch Sarah (cat's name) for two months?"
David: No.
Michelle: Please?
David: No.
Michelle: Pretty Please?
David No.
Story is that her boyfriend's son was coming up to stay for part of the summer. He has allergies. Eventually, she convinced me to watch her (after buying me lots of drinks one night out, I can be pretty slutty in that regard I suppose). I had cats when I was younger so it wasn't really that big of deal. I don't mind them. Just never really owned one since I was a kid and they were outdoor cats. Cat arrives in May (it's an indoor cat). A month goes by, it consumes and it sleeps. Cat pays me little attention. Cool. We have an understanding. I stay out of your way, you stay out of my way. Perfect. I tell it to get a job. No such luck. It slightly reminds me of my older sister in that regard. Anyway I awake up one morning and it's staring at me.
cat? I get up... it has food, water and litter box that's sparkling clean. What else could it want? Leave and go about my day. Next morning, same thing. This goes on for a couple of nights. Then one night, I wake up and find it sleeping in my bed. Now, this a touch unusual because Michelle told me that it would never sleep in the same bed with her. So this continues for awhile. Not a big deal. I even find myself at the pet store one day buying it little mouse like thingys, flashing balls and other things of the sort. I'm amazed at how much crap you can buy for a cat. Anyway, kid goes back to Texas. She asked for it (the cat) back. I was silent. I realized at that moment that I had grown attached to it. She calls me out on it and of course, I vehemently deny it. Finally, she's says, "She likes you better anyway, you should just keep her." So I kept her. Sorry, that was a little long I must admit. Just a little background info there. My apologies.
Anyway, the point of all of this incessant rambling... I have a fairly busy life: busy day job, musician by night, friends etc. When I come home and when I leave she's completely nuts. NUTS. Whining and crying, it's like a four year old. She lays by the door when it's time for me to leave, she's on her back, staring at me and quietly yelping. When I come, she's crying really loudly for attention and won't stop until I play with her for a bit. Now, I don't mind it a ton but it can be sometimes a bit annoying. I feel really bad for her. I hope that she's not lonely. Do they get separation anxiety? Do they get lonely? Is there something I can get her that will entertain her will I'm gone? Something to the effect of a TV on humans? A robot? Do they make anything like this? NO I'm putting her on pills. She's really social and runs up to all of my friends when they come over. She really loves people and being the center of attention. Maybe it's that I'm just stuck with a diva molted into a cat form.
Fyi... I live alone and have no other creatures in the house minus the stray spider or bug on occasion. I also disagree with name Sarah. I've been trying to rename her "Wondercat" but no avail. She's about three years old and really really cute
Any thoughts? Could I could leave the screen saver on all day or buy a goldfish? Suggestions are quite welcomed.
Regards,
-David
I'm new to the forum. I acquired a cat from a friend. Long story short... "David can you watch Sarah (cat's name) for two months?"
David: No.
Michelle: Please?
David: No.
Michelle: Pretty Please?
David No.
Story is that her boyfriend's son was coming up to stay for part of the summer. He has allergies. Eventually, she convinced me to watch her (after buying me lots of drinks one night out, I can be pretty slutty in that regard I suppose). I had cats when I was younger so it wasn't really that big of deal. I don't mind them. Just never really owned one since I was a kid and they were outdoor cats. Cat arrives in May (it's an indoor cat). A month goes by, it consumes and it sleeps. Cat pays me little attention. Cool. We have an understanding. I stay out of your way, you stay out of my way. Perfect. I tell it to get a job. No such luck. It slightly reminds me of my older sister in that regard. Anyway I awake up one morning and it's staring at me.
Anyway, the point of all of this incessant rambling... I have a fairly busy life: busy day job, musician by night, friends etc. When I come home and when I leave she's completely nuts. NUTS. Whining and crying, it's like a four year old. She lays by the door when it's time for me to leave, she's on her back, staring at me and quietly yelping. When I come, she's crying really loudly for attention and won't stop until I play with her for a bit. Now, I don't mind it a ton but it can be sometimes a bit annoying. I feel really bad for her. I hope that she's not lonely. Do they get separation anxiety? Do they get lonely? Is there something I can get her that will entertain her will I'm gone? Something to the effect of a TV on humans? A robot? Do they make anything like this? NO I'm putting her on pills. She's really social and runs up to all of my friends when they come over. She really loves people and being the center of attention. Maybe it's that I'm just stuck with a diva molted into a cat form.
Fyi... I live alone and have no other creatures in the house minus the stray spider or bug on occasion. I also disagree with name Sarah. I've been trying to rename her "Wondercat" but no avail. She's about three years old and really really cute
Regards,
-David