Alright so... First I'll tell you about Stella.
Stella is my resident cat who I rescued about a year and a half ago. She's almost 3 years old now. She was pretty badly abused and neglected by some drug addicts who couldn't/shouldn't take care of her. Long story short she ended up with me on a whim after it was to the point of take her now or she's going to the shelter. So I met her for the first time, scooped her up from an awful apartment and took her to my house. Soon after adopting her, I moved in with my boyfriend and she obviously had to come as my plus one. It took her about 3 1/2 months to attach to me, but oh man did she. To say she thinks we are in a committed relationship is a perfectly rational way to put it. This has never bothered me, but at times I'm sure it's annoyed my boyfriend she's so clingy to me and me only.
After a while, my boyfriend and I started talking about rescuing another cat. It took 5 months of going to our humane society's website each day cat shopping for the perfect one to fall in our lap. On a random day we stopped at petco to pick up a few things. And of course, a rescue sanctuary was having an adoption day. Enter Asher... A 5 month old kitten who is just a sweet little lover not a fighter. Not even a little bit of one. We kept him in his own room for 2 weeks and Stella would come in only when we were in there hanging out with him. She wouldn't get close, only watch. We decided to bring his bed, food and litter box into our room (also Stella's room). He loved getting to be with us more and more. Would literally purr himself to sleep in bed with us. I think this is when Stella started to really dislike her new little brother. She began to chase him under a couch we had in our room and would charge him anytime he came out from under it. Asher started to growl any time she would come close to him. One day we find a massive pee stain on my boyfriends side of the bed, too big to have come from Asher. Stella has never done this before but she was clearly voicing her displeasure with her new house mate. We change the bedding and move on.
The day after we changed the bedding and I was at work, my boyfriend was laying in bed and Asher started to pee on the blanket. It truly seemed like it was because he was too scared to jump down and walk 15 feet to the litter box, he didn't want to get charged, tackled and clawed. So he saw her pee on the bed, so it must be okay right? Especially if he's too scared to even try to make it the box. THEN a few days later, he started trying to Poop on us in bed!! I grabbed him and put him in the litter box, where he finished but then laid down inside of it and started to growl because the mean bigger cat was waiting for him to step out of the box. The next day I woke up and he didn't come out from under the couch to greet me and I got down to look what he was doing. He was INSIDE of the couch, which I don't even know how he managed to do. There is a zipper on the bottom the he got to open and crawl inside. I put my hand on the bottom lining of the couch and felt wetness. I get him out from inside of the couch and he's soaking in urine. I can only imagine that while we were sleeping, Stella was bullying him and scared him up inside of the couch and he was too scared to come back out. And this point, we look on the blanket that was next to the couch and its soaking in pee and had a nice Asher sized poop in it.
We say at this point, the catpocolypse is upon us and we better do something to stop the pee from going anywhere but their litter boxes and to minimize the stress on both of them. Back in the other room he goes and he immediately started going to the bathroom in the designated area again and she's happy because he's out of her queendom of half of a gigantic house. He stays in there for a few days and we begin to take him into our room only at night, but leaving the door open so they can both run out and get away from each other. We do this for about a week until the other night I wake up to Asher pooping on me in bed. And my boyfriend has another massive pee stain on him, sinking through all the blankets and into the mattress pad. The pee presumably from Stella. It was a rude awakening at 4 in the morning for both of us. I have since evicted them both from our bedroom and put Stella's litter box, food and water outside of the door. Until we can get things under control, they're not going to pee in our room again, let alone on us while we're sleeping. Just isn't gonna happen.
This morning, as I'm writing this I can hear Asher growling from upstairs. I go up to find Stella on the bed in Asher's room/guest room next to a big pile of poop and giant pee stain. And that's were we are right now. A house full of unhappy cats and unhappy humans.
I would love any advice on what to do. To make Stella realize I'm still her person who loves her more than anything else in this world. But to also give Asher a fair chance to get comfortable in his new come. Giving up is not an option! Even though I'm extremely discouraged.
Stella is my resident cat who I rescued about a year and a half ago. She's almost 3 years old now. She was pretty badly abused and neglected by some drug addicts who couldn't/shouldn't take care of her. Long story short she ended up with me on a whim after it was to the point of take her now or she's going to the shelter. So I met her for the first time, scooped her up from an awful apartment and took her to my house. Soon after adopting her, I moved in with my boyfriend and she obviously had to come as my plus one. It took her about 3 1/2 months to attach to me, but oh man did she. To say she thinks we are in a committed relationship is a perfectly rational way to put it. This has never bothered me, but at times I'm sure it's annoyed my boyfriend she's so clingy to me and me only.
After a while, my boyfriend and I started talking about rescuing another cat. It took 5 months of going to our humane society's website each day cat shopping for the perfect one to fall in our lap. On a random day we stopped at petco to pick up a few things. And of course, a rescue sanctuary was having an adoption day. Enter Asher... A 5 month old kitten who is just a sweet little lover not a fighter. Not even a little bit of one. We kept him in his own room for 2 weeks and Stella would come in only when we were in there hanging out with him. She wouldn't get close, only watch. We decided to bring his bed, food and litter box into our room (also Stella's room). He loved getting to be with us more and more. Would literally purr himself to sleep in bed with us. I think this is when Stella started to really dislike her new little brother. She began to chase him under a couch we had in our room and would charge him anytime he came out from under it. Asher started to growl any time she would come close to him. One day we find a massive pee stain on my boyfriends side of the bed, too big to have come from Asher. Stella has never done this before but she was clearly voicing her displeasure with her new house mate. We change the bedding and move on.
The day after we changed the bedding and I was at work, my boyfriend was laying in bed and Asher started to pee on the blanket. It truly seemed like it was because he was too scared to jump down and walk 15 feet to the litter box, he didn't want to get charged, tackled and clawed. So he saw her pee on the bed, so it must be okay right? Especially if he's too scared to even try to make it the box. THEN a few days later, he started trying to Poop on us in bed!! I grabbed him and put him in the litter box, where he finished but then laid down inside of it and started to growl because the mean bigger cat was waiting for him to step out of the box. The next day I woke up and he didn't come out from under the couch to greet me and I got down to look what he was doing. He was INSIDE of the couch, which I don't even know how he managed to do. There is a zipper on the bottom the he got to open and crawl inside. I put my hand on the bottom lining of the couch and felt wetness. I get him out from inside of the couch and he's soaking in urine. I can only imagine that while we were sleeping, Stella was bullying him and scared him up inside of the couch and he was too scared to come back out. And this point, we look on the blanket that was next to the couch and its soaking in pee and had a nice Asher sized poop in it.
We say at this point, the catpocolypse is upon us and we better do something to stop the pee from going anywhere but their litter boxes and to minimize the stress on both of them. Back in the other room he goes and he immediately started going to the bathroom in the designated area again and she's happy because he's out of her queendom of half of a gigantic house. He stays in there for a few days and we begin to take him into our room only at night, but leaving the door open so they can both run out and get away from each other. We do this for about a week until the other night I wake up to Asher pooping on me in bed. And my boyfriend has another massive pee stain on him, sinking through all the blankets and into the mattress pad. The pee presumably from Stella. It was a rude awakening at 4 in the morning for both of us. I have since evicted them both from our bedroom and put Stella's litter box, food and water outside of the door. Until we can get things under control, they're not going to pee in our room again, let alone on us while we're sleeping. Just isn't gonna happen.
This morning, as I'm writing this I can hear Asher growling from upstairs. I go up to find Stella on the bed in Asher's room/guest room next to a big pile of poop and giant pee stain. And that's were we are right now. A house full of unhappy cats and unhappy humans.
I would love any advice on what to do. To make Stella realize I'm still her person who loves her more than anything else in this world. But to also give Asher a fair chance to get comfortable in his new come. Giving up is not an option! Even though I'm extremely discouraged.