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Daniela, thank you so much.
Kassandra - I KNOW!!!! Again - I sent along a thick package of articles and stuff from TCS with Munchie (LITERALLY a how-to handbook, PERSONALIZED), we discussed it endlessly, and Gary spent over an hour and half with her at her home with Munchkin.
We have a very large dog crate that we used when we intro'd Munchie here, and Munch is such a tiny thing there was room for her own litter box, a place to sleep, a place for food and water, AND a place to play.
But obviously Linda didn't understand, and doesn't have the patience, despite all the discussions and the stuff we sent along to read. We told her it could literally be weeks, and we know people for whom it was months.
She gave it one and half days.
Well, if that's her level of tolerance, DESPITE everything we provided to her and all the talks we had, I'm NOT going to push the issue.
The hardest part of it all is not what I'm feeling, but what we've put these poor cats through.
I'm sick over the whole thing.
Just sick.
The worst part of it all is that I'm upset with Linda. I've lost my respect for her, and that just s*&Ks. And yet I can't let it affect our professional relationship.
The whole thing stinks, and I can't believe what we've done to these poor cats.
The poor, poor kitties.
I've GOT to talk Gary into having Munchie back in here.
The problem with the dog crate is that it is so big it doesn't really fit any where in our home. During the day we set it on the bed, and at night we moved it to in front of the door. It's so big it covers the whole stairwell (two steps down from living room to door).
Poor, poor kitties.
I'm so sick over all of this. I think I said that already.
Kassandra - I KNOW!!!! Again - I sent along a thick package of articles and stuff from TCS with Munchie (LITERALLY a how-to handbook, PERSONALIZED), we discussed it endlessly, and Gary spent over an hour and half with her at her home with Munchkin.
We have a very large dog crate that we used when we intro'd Munchie here, and Munch is such a tiny thing there was room for her own litter box, a place to sleep, a place for food and water, AND a place to play.
But obviously Linda didn't understand, and doesn't have the patience, despite all the discussions and the stuff we sent along to read. We told her it could literally be weeks, and we know people for whom it was months.
She gave it one and half days.
Well, if that's her level of tolerance, DESPITE everything we provided to her and all the talks we had, I'm NOT going to push the issue.
The hardest part of it all is not what I'm feeling, but what we've put these poor cats through.
I'm sick over the whole thing.
Just sick.
The worst part of it all is that I'm upset with Linda. I've lost my respect for her, and that just s*&Ks. And yet I can't let it affect our professional relationship.
The whole thing stinks, and I can't believe what we've done to these poor cats.
The poor, poor kitties.
I've GOT to talk Gary into having Munchie back in here.
The problem with the dog crate is that it is so big it doesn't really fit any where in our home. During the day we set it on the bed, and at night we moved it to in front of the door. It's so big it covers the whole stairwell (two steps down from living room to door).
Poor, poor kitties.
I'm so sick over all of this. I think I said that already.
