I recently adopted a cat from a rescue organization and it is not going well. I live in a one bedroom apartment and work all day. This situation was ideal for the cat I had before. She was five when I got her and had come from a household with two other cats and two dogs. She bonded with the lady of the house but not the husband and was only given up when the lady became pregnant, as they were worried about her reaction to the baby (she beat up on the dogs apparently). So I think it was a relief to her to come live with me as an "only cat". After seven years however, she had health issues that could not be overcome and I had to say goodbye.
I'm still grieving, but after six weeks of my apartment feeling lonely, I decided to open my home to another cat. I went through a rescue organization because I thought they tried to match up situations, so they knew about the one bed room apartment/working full time thing. I asked about a cat on line and was invited to the second hand store they run as she was in the cat room they have there. I went and spent an hour with her. She seemed sweet and placid and I agreed to adopt her.
Unfortunately, using 20/20 hindsight, I should not have done this. Abby is estimated to be two years old, though after a couple of days I began to doubt that. She had kittens when she was found and her first foster home had her and the kittens, but when I contacted the agency, she had just been moved to another home as the kittens were old enough to be on their own. This was on a Wednesday - she was spayed on the Friday and I met her on the Sunday. I now wonder if her "placid" demeanour was due to her still recovering from that procedure. I made the mistake of relying on the organization to match the personality of the cat to the situation, but I realize now that she wasn't in her new foster home long enough for them to know what her personality was really like.
Abby is in fact extremely energetic and has not been properly socialized. She wants to play with me by biting and clawing, and gets frustrated when I remove my hand and substitute an actual toy for it. She will bite, claw and rabbit kick that toy for a few minutes, then stop and cry. I play with her using a laser pointed and wand toys (she loves the bird one) and yet after 45 minutes or even an hour, when she is so tired she flops onto her side, she still cries when I stop. It doesn't take long for her to recharge and want to play again. But I have to do things in the evening when I get home, like make dinner, do dishes etc. I can't play with her for hour upon hour. And it seems that my place isn't big enough for her - she was winging her way around the apartment so wildly last night that when she launched herself through the air to land on her cat tree, she overshot the target and smashed into the window.
I'm trying to be very consistent in teaching her not to jump up onto the table, but after almost two weeks, she continues to do so. Although once in a while she will get down when I say "down" most times I still have to pick her up and put her on the floor, and she has taken to grabbing at the chairs when I do this, and attempting to claw me. She is starting to claw at my furniture, in spite of the scratching posts (which she also uses) and while right now her claws are too short to do damage, if I can't clip them, I'm not sure what I am going to do.
On top of all this, she is turning out not to be a lap cat. I don't think it is because I am constantly telling her no, removing her from where she's not allowed etc. as she seems quite happy to accept petting and is not afraid of me. I just don't think that it is her thing. Which is fine, but it does make bonding with her difficult. I can't let her sleep with me, she bites at my fingers, spins and twists around on top of me etc.
I've been told by some people that this is normal behaviour and she will settle down. But it has been nearly two weeks and I see no improvement - in fact, it seems to be getting worse. I am concerned that my inexperience is contributing to this. It sounds strange since I had a cat for seven years, but she wasn't like this. I would like to believe that, but I fear that my place is too small to contain her energy and/or that she needs more companionship than I can give her. Getting a second cat is out of the question due to the size of my place and also because I was told by the lady who fostered her with the kittens that she didn't get along with the other cat in the household. I am struggling enough as it is, I can't imagine what I would do if I introduced another cat and they didn't get along.
I just don't know if I should stick it out or return her to the rescue organization so they can find her a better situation. I do like her, but I want what is best for her. I am still emotionally wounded from the ordeal of my other cat's illness which was very stressful and I am not sure I am equal to coping with the stress of this situation, which doesn't seem to be improving. I can tell there is a good cat in there, but I am not sure I am capable of bringing it out of her.
Should I give her up?
I'm still grieving, but after six weeks of my apartment feeling lonely, I decided to open my home to another cat. I went through a rescue organization because I thought they tried to match up situations, so they knew about the one bed room apartment/working full time thing. I asked about a cat on line and was invited to the second hand store they run as she was in the cat room they have there. I went and spent an hour with her. She seemed sweet and placid and I agreed to adopt her.
Unfortunately, using 20/20 hindsight, I should not have done this. Abby is estimated to be two years old, though after a couple of days I began to doubt that. She had kittens when she was found and her first foster home had her and the kittens, but when I contacted the agency, she had just been moved to another home as the kittens were old enough to be on their own. This was on a Wednesday - she was spayed on the Friday and I met her on the Sunday. I now wonder if her "placid" demeanour was due to her still recovering from that procedure. I made the mistake of relying on the organization to match the personality of the cat to the situation, but I realize now that she wasn't in her new foster home long enough for them to know what her personality was really like.
Abby is in fact extremely energetic and has not been properly socialized. She wants to play with me by biting and clawing, and gets frustrated when I remove my hand and substitute an actual toy for it. She will bite, claw and rabbit kick that toy for a few minutes, then stop and cry. I play with her using a laser pointed and wand toys (she loves the bird one) and yet after 45 minutes or even an hour, when she is so tired she flops onto her side, she still cries when I stop. It doesn't take long for her to recharge and want to play again. But I have to do things in the evening when I get home, like make dinner, do dishes etc. I can't play with her for hour upon hour. And it seems that my place isn't big enough for her - she was winging her way around the apartment so wildly last night that when she launched herself through the air to land on her cat tree, she overshot the target and smashed into the window.
I'm trying to be very consistent in teaching her not to jump up onto the table, but after almost two weeks, she continues to do so. Although once in a while she will get down when I say "down" most times I still have to pick her up and put her on the floor, and she has taken to grabbing at the chairs when I do this, and attempting to claw me. She is starting to claw at my furniture, in spite of the scratching posts (which she also uses) and while right now her claws are too short to do damage, if I can't clip them, I'm not sure what I am going to do.
On top of all this, she is turning out not to be a lap cat. I don't think it is because I am constantly telling her no, removing her from where she's not allowed etc. as she seems quite happy to accept petting and is not afraid of me. I just don't think that it is her thing. Which is fine, but it does make bonding with her difficult. I can't let her sleep with me, she bites at my fingers, spins and twists around on top of me etc.
I've been told by some people that this is normal behaviour and she will settle down. But it has been nearly two weeks and I see no improvement - in fact, it seems to be getting worse. I am concerned that my inexperience is contributing to this. It sounds strange since I had a cat for seven years, but she wasn't like this. I would like to believe that, but I fear that my place is too small to contain her energy and/or that she needs more companionship than I can give her. Getting a second cat is out of the question due to the size of my place and also because I was told by the lady who fostered her with the kittens that she didn't get along with the other cat in the household. I am struggling enough as it is, I can't imagine what I would do if I introduced another cat and they didn't get along.
I just don't know if I should stick it out or return her to the rescue organization so they can find her a better situation. I do like her, but I want what is best for her. I am still emotionally wounded from the ordeal of my other cat's illness which was very stressful and I am not sure I am equal to coping with the stress of this situation, which doesn't seem to be improving. I can tell there is a good cat in there, but I am not sure I am capable of bringing it out of her.
Should I give her up?