Ok, I'm sure you have all seen my struggles over the past 7 months (well, almost 7, will be 7 on 9/5) with trying to introduce Shortstack (former feral, about 2 yrs old) into my household with Wurp, my 12 year old cranky butt. This is long--please bear with me--I need your opinions at the end of this!!!
They spent the first month completely separated (allowing for Shortstack's hormones to drop, etc. after being neutered because Wurp went into the "I'm gonna kill you" mode once he smelled him in the house), then we moved on to site swapping and timesharing since mid-March, with full view of each other between 3 stacked baby gates. Our first few attempts of letting them see each other face to face progressed as such: (with a week or two break between attempts) full-on brawls the first couple of times, then progressing on to Wurp stalking and sneak-attacking him full on with kicking, screaming, yowling, to slapping-yowling, to finally just what I called "Slap-Fests" with no fur flying, just smacking each other around with no claws.
These were all very, VERY short supervised times, less than 30 minutes apiece, sometimes less than 5 minutes, depending on Wurp's desire to chase and attack Shortstack, and Shortstack's tendency to run and become prey in Wurp's eyes. It was like the playground bully--the more he scared Shortstack, the more he TRIED to scare and intimidate Shortstack. And Shortstack outweighs him. We are talking big boys, Wurp is 13-14 pounds, Shortstack is 17-18 pounds.
The last attempt, maybe 2 weekends ago? a change in the relationship dynamics occurred. Instead of running like his butt was on fire with Wurp in pursuit, Shortstack decided to hold his ground. The both sat in "groundhog" positions on their butts and had what I refer to as the Great Slap-Fest of 2016. They both slap-slappity-slapped each other for about a full minute with claws in, not out. Shortstack did not back down, there was no yowling, just slapping the crap out of each other's heads while sitting on their behinds with their tails straight out behind them on the floor. I swear I couldn't even intervene, I just stood there with my jaw dropped, because honestly it was pretty darn entertainingly funny due to them looking like groundhogs. I can't help it. Neither was hurting the other, it was (forgive my un-politically-correctness here) like watching two little girls on a playground fighting over a swing. It ended when Wurp, the quintessential bully, had enough and just stopped---both stopped, looked at each other, then Wurp huffed really loud and walked off towards the bedroom and never looked back. Shortstack appeared very pleased with himself and walked into the kitchen to get a snack. I have NEVER seen an interaction like that before!!
Saturday, we decided it was time to try again. We didn't last weekend because honestly we were just running fanatically, hubby had emergencies at his job. Saturday we let them both loose in the house at the same time. They were both absolutely calm, collected, and cool to each other. Both ate treats within 6 inches of each other's heads. I cooked dinner Saturday evening with both of them lying in the kitchen floor within two feet of each other with me moving around them, no hostility shown, just a cool attitude with each other. Wurp still moved cautiously if he had to walk past him, he eyeballed him all the way past, but no tail swishing, no stare-downs. Wurp finally--and this is a weird thing--went into Stack's bedroom, climbed his cat tree, and went sound asleep in Stack's favorite cubbyhole in the tree!!! Stack spent the rest of the evening, until we went to bed, on the couch with us. Wurp walked through several times to the kitchen, just looked over to see where he was, and went about his business.
We did the same thing again yesterday. Same scenario, but yesterday Stack went and got on our bed where Wurp always sleeps! What is up with this? Are they going "this is mine, not yours"? Nah-nah-na NA-NA I can do it too? What the heck? When in the same room together, they keep one eye on each other at all times, but no threatening behavior was displayed.
Is this progress? Ugh, after all the backslides we've had, I am just skeptical. What do you guys/gals think was a turning point? Stack holding his ground?
We really think that Stack has taken this long to get comfortable living in the house and becoming more used to household noises, etc., although last night he did get scared by a loud car on the tv. He puffed out and started that low mow-mow-mowww growly noise, but hubby petted him and he calmed down.
Thoughts please? What's my next step? Just keep letting them have time together, just more regularly??
Here's a pic to show you how they were together. Wurp had his eyes half closed and just sat there purring, kinda dozing (or faking it), and Stack was focused on what I was doing with dinner.
They spent the first month completely separated (allowing for Shortstack's hormones to drop, etc. after being neutered because Wurp went into the "I'm gonna kill you" mode once he smelled him in the house), then we moved on to site swapping and timesharing since mid-March, with full view of each other between 3 stacked baby gates. Our first few attempts of letting them see each other face to face progressed as such: (with a week or two break between attempts) full-on brawls the first couple of times, then progressing on to Wurp stalking and sneak-attacking him full on with kicking, screaming, yowling, to slapping-yowling, to finally just what I called "Slap-Fests" with no fur flying, just smacking each other around with no claws.
These were all very, VERY short supervised times, less than 30 minutes apiece, sometimes less than 5 minutes, depending on Wurp's desire to chase and attack Shortstack, and Shortstack's tendency to run and become prey in Wurp's eyes. It was like the playground bully--the more he scared Shortstack, the more he TRIED to scare and intimidate Shortstack. And Shortstack outweighs him. We are talking big boys, Wurp is 13-14 pounds, Shortstack is 17-18 pounds.
The last attempt, maybe 2 weekends ago? a change in the relationship dynamics occurred. Instead of running like his butt was on fire with Wurp in pursuit, Shortstack decided to hold his ground. The both sat in "groundhog" positions on their butts and had what I refer to as the Great Slap-Fest of 2016. They both slap-slappity-slapped each other for about a full minute with claws in, not out. Shortstack did not back down, there was no yowling, just slapping the crap out of each other's heads while sitting on their behinds with their tails straight out behind them on the floor. I swear I couldn't even intervene, I just stood there with my jaw dropped, because honestly it was pretty darn entertainingly funny due to them looking like groundhogs. I can't help it. Neither was hurting the other, it was (forgive my un-politically-correctness here) like watching two little girls on a playground fighting over a swing. It ended when Wurp, the quintessential bully, had enough and just stopped---both stopped, looked at each other, then Wurp huffed really loud and walked off towards the bedroom and never looked back. Shortstack appeared very pleased with himself and walked into the kitchen to get a snack. I have NEVER seen an interaction like that before!!
Saturday, we decided it was time to try again. We didn't last weekend because honestly we were just running fanatically, hubby had emergencies at his job. Saturday we let them both loose in the house at the same time. They were both absolutely calm, collected, and cool to each other. Both ate treats within 6 inches of each other's heads. I cooked dinner Saturday evening with both of them lying in the kitchen floor within two feet of each other with me moving around them, no hostility shown, just a cool attitude with each other. Wurp still moved cautiously if he had to walk past him, he eyeballed him all the way past, but no tail swishing, no stare-downs. Wurp finally--and this is a weird thing--went into Stack's bedroom, climbed his cat tree, and went sound asleep in Stack's favorite cubbyhole in the tree!!! Stack spent the rest of the evening, until we went to bed, on the couch with us. Wurp walked through several times to the kitchen, just looked over to see where he was, and went about his business.
We did the same thing again yesterday. Same scenario, but yesterday Stack went and got on our bed where Wurp always sleeps! What is up with this? Are they going "this is mine, not yours"? Nah-nah-na NA-NA I can do it too? What the heck? When in the same room together, they keep one eye on each other at all times, but no threatening behavior was displayed.
Is this progress? Ugh, after all the backslides we've had, I am just skeptical. What do you guys/gals think was a turning point? Stack holding his ground?
We really think that Stack has taken this long to get comfortable living in the house and becoming more used to household noises, etc., although last night he did get scared by a loud car on the tv. He puffed out and started that low mow-mow-mowww growly noise, but hubby petted him and he calmed down.
Thoughts please? What's my next step? Just keep letting them have time together, just more regularly??
Here's a pic to show you how they were together. Wurp had his eyes half closed and just sat there purring, kinda dozing (or faking it), and Stack was focused on what I was doing with dinner.