Hi everyone, thanks in advance for any help you can provide.
I fear we really botched introducing these two cats, and now we have a serious problem that I have no idea how to deal with. I'm going to describe their history in some detail below, but the short version is that we have a 4-year old female (Zoe) and a 2-year old male (Oliver) that were introduced just over 6 months ago, and Zoe apparently despises Oli and will attack him at any opportunity. In response Oli has become incredibly timid, anxious, and I dare say depressed. He will not explore and is only comfortable in very high places. He will not come down to eat, and will not venture as far as the litter box--he'd sooner use a wastepaper basket or just the floor than risk being attacked on his way too or from the litter.
So, in somewhat more detail:
We live in a Manhattan apartment, so it's small--roughly 800 square ft., bedroom, office, living room, kitchen, bathroom. This was my girlfriend's place before I moved in, she had two cats at the time, Oliver (2 year old male), and Sakura (1 year old female). I brought my beloved Zoe (4 year old female) with me when I moved in. We kept her separate in the bedroom for a couple weeks before allowing them to meet each other. At first, everything seemed fine. We then gave Zoe free access to the apartment, and started feeding them all together. It was around this time that we noticed that Zoe was showing aggression towards Oliver pretty frequently. Then they both got eye infections (obviously we treated these right away), presumably from fighting. It was around this time that Oliver took to spending all his time on top of the fridge, and would no longer come down to eat. We started feeding him on the shelf next next to the fridge. And then he started using the corner of the kitchen floor in lieu of a litter box, rather than use the box that is literally two feet outside the kitchen door.
For what it's worth, Sakura has never had any issues at all whatsoever with either Oli or Zoe. Except that when Zoe attacks Oli when she's around, she'll usually try to fight Zoe off. And shortly after an attack she'll usually walk up to Zoe and slap her in the face. Zoe doesn't seem to mind--she doesn't fight back, but it also doesn't seem to be any kind of deterrent.
Obviously we weren't willing to let Oli use the kitchen as a toilet, and we're not about to put a litter box in the kitchen (it's small), so we moved him into the bedroom (with litter) and began keeping the door closed. He lived there, with all the behavioral signs of depression, for probably two months. Any attempt to get him to stay in the living room, even if Zoe was locked up somewhere else (e.g. the office), was met with panic and a quick dash back to the bedroom--if we closed that door, he'd hide behind the bathroom door or in the bathtub, or maybe he'd run to the top of the fridge.
Based on advice I'd seen online, we got a couple of (large) scratching posts, and a few cat beds, and put them around the house, with the intent of giving Oli more places to hide and feel comfortable in. While the cats did obviously like their posts (we put one in the living room that Zoe "claimed"--although it's three levels, and Sakura clearly owns the top level, Zoe is relegated to the middle one--and the other one in the bedroom that Oli has taken to), it didn't really do anything to ameliorate the aggression.
At any rate, things weren't really getting better. My girlfriend felt terrible that Oli was so uncomfortable in the living room, so we decided to switch them and confine Zoe to the bedroom and let Oli have free run of the rest of the apartment. It took a couple of days, but eventually he got comfortable, and pretty much went back to being how he was before his tormentor moved in.
Obviously it wasn't ideal to have Zoe confined to the bedroom, but it worked for a while. And for what it's worth, any time she managed to sneak out of the room she would immediately hunt down Oliver and attack him. Pretty much without fail, if she got out of the room and we didn't notice, Oli would end up with a scratch on his face somewhere.
Now, there are two additional factors that mean we can't really have a cat sequestered in the bedroom over the long-term. First, my girlfriend is mildly allergic to cats, and is also mildly asthmatic. If we're not extremely careful about keeping the place clean, she ends up spending a night unable to breath in her own bed. Second, she is now pregnant, so we can't really have litter in the room because of the risk of toxoplasmosis.
We put Soft Paws on Zoe to reduce the risk of injury to Oliver, and tried reintroducing them. But now Oliver just hides on top of the microwave or on top of the hutches on our desks (which are quite high), and will not leave whichever room he is in under any circumstance (not to eat, not to go pee, not even to go from one room to the other). In fact he's so nervous that if you pick him up in one room to take him to the other, he starts frantically clawing at you or anything he can get his hands--even just being carried through the living room is apparently extremely traumatic for him. Again, because of the pregnancy we're reluctant to put a litter box in the office (although I'm trying to convince my girlfriend that this is the best solution for now). But of course, the best solution would be for Zoe to stop trying to kill the poor guy.
Please, any advice you might have, anything at all, would be extremely appreciated.
Thanks in advance.
I fear we really botched introducing these two cats, and now we have a serious problem that I have no idea how to deal with. I'm going to describe their history in some detail below, but the short version is that we have a 4-year old female (Zoe) and a 2-year old male (Oliver) that were introduced just over 6 months ago, and Zoe apparently despises Oli and will attack him at any opportunity. In response Oli has become incredibly timid, anxious, and I dare say depressed. He will not explore and is only comfortable in very high places. He will not come down to eat, and will not venture as far as the litter box--he'd sooner use a wastepaper basket or just the floor than risk being attacked on his way too or from the litter.
So, in somewhat more detail:
We live in a Manhattan apartment, so it's small--roughly 800 square ft., bedroom, office, living room, kitchen, bathroom. This was my girlfriend's place before I moved in, she had two cats at the time, Oliver (2 year old male), and Sakura (1 year old female). I brought my beloved Zoe (4 year old female) with me when I moved in. We kept her separate in the bedroom for a couple weeks before allowing them to meet each other. At first, everything seemed fine. We then gave Zoe free access to the apartment, and started feeding them all together. It was around this time that we noticed that Zoe was showing aggression towards Oliver pretty frequently. Then they both got eye infections (obviously we treated these right away), presumably from fighting. It was around this time that Oliver took to spending all his time on top of the fridge, and would no longer come down to eat. We started feeding him on the shelf next next to the fridge. And then he started using the corner of the kitchen floor in lieu of a litter box, rather than use the box that is literally two feet outside the kitchen door.
For what it's worth, Sakura has never had any issues at all whatsoever with either Oli or Zoe. Except that when Zoe attacks Oli when she's around, she'll usually try to fight Zoe off. And shortly after an attack she'll usually walk up to Zoe and slap her in the face. Zoe doesn't seem to mind--she doesn't fight back, but it also doesn't seem to be any kind of deterrent.
Obviously we weren't willing to let Oli use the kitchen as a toilet, and we're not about to put a litter box in the kitchen (it's small), so we moved him into the bedroom (with litter) and began keeping the door closed. He lived there, with all the behavioral signs of depression, for probably two months. Any attempt to get him to stay in the living room, even if Zoe was locked up somewhere else (e.g. the office), was met with panic and a quick dash back to the bedroom--if we closed that door, he'd hide behind the bathroom door or in the bathtub, or maybe he'd run to the top of the fridge.
Based on advice I'd seen online, we got a couple of (large) scratching posts, and a few cat beds, and put them around the house, with the intent of giving Oli more places to hide and feel comfortable in. While the cats did obviously like their posts (we put one in the living room that Zoe "claimed"--although it's three levels, and Sakura clearly owns the top level, Zoe is relegated to the middle one--and the other one in the bedroom that Oli has taken to), it didn't really do anything to ameliorate the aggression.
At any rate, things weren't really getting better. My girlfriend felt terrible that Oli was so uncomfortable in the living room, so we decided to switch them and confine Zoe to the bedroom and let Oli have free run of the rest of the apartment. It took a couple of days, but eventually he got comfortable, and pretty much went back to being how he was before his tormentor moved in.
Obviously it wasn't ideal to have Zoe confined to the bedroom, but it worked for a while. And for what it's worth, any time she managed to sneak out of the room she would immediately hunt down Oliver and attack him. Pretty much without fail, if she got out of the room and we didn't notice, Oli would end up with a scratch on his face somewhere.
Now, there are two additional factors that mean we can't really have a cat sequestered in the bedroom over the long-term. First, my girlfriend is mildly allergic to cats, and is also mildly asthmatic. If we're not extremely careful about keeping the place clean, she ends up spending a night unable to breath in her own bed. Second, she is now pregnant, so we can't really have litter in the room because of the risk of toxoplasmosis.
We put Soft Paws on Zoe to reduce the risk of injury to Oliver, and tried reintroducing them. But now Oliver just hides on top of the microwave or on top of the hutches on our desks (which are quite high), and will not leave whichever room he is in under any circumstance (not to eat, not to go pee, not even to go from one room to the other). In fact he's so nervous that if you pick him up in one room to take him to the other, he starts frantically clawing at you or anything he can get his hands--even just being carried through the living room is apparently extremely traumatic for him. Again, because of the pregnancy we're reluctant to put a litter box in the office (although I'm trying to convince my girlfriend that this is the best solution for now). But of course, the best solution would be for Zoe to stop trying to kill the poor guy.
Please, any advice you might have, anything at all, would be extremely appreciated.
Thanks in advance.