I need some help/advice.
I took Geoffrey, a 3 year old, home from the shelter, on Nov 5.
He was so sensitive, and frightened, that he peed and pooped in the carrier.. poor thing..
In the shelter, he was very loving.. constantly looking for love: rubbing my face, head, putting his paw up for pets...purring up a storm.
The first day I saw him, he did not have any acne.. 5 days later he had acne!!!!
I live in a large apartment. There are 75 apartments in here. I have a 2 bedroom, 2 baths. I made one bathroom for him--litter box area. The other bedroom is a play room for him.. At least that is what I did with Artie.. I also keep his food in the kitchen, with an extra water bowl in the great room.
Geoffrey, stayed in his bathroom tub, the first night and 1/2 of the next day. He wanted attention and love.. The next day, he started exploring a bit.
Then, something must have spooked him. A noise, me picking him up, a smell.. It could have been any apartment noises, smells.
He took off and hid under my bed. That seemed to be his safe spot.. I would go in my bedroom, talk, read, and sing to him. He has been cuddling with me, in bed, since the second night he was here. He was playing, and was eating like a horse, 2-3 cans per day. The appetite seems to have subsided a bit-- now, around 2 cans. He hates turkey. He was loving treats, now he is not wanting anything to do with them. I do leave some dry out for him. It is the same food he had in the shelter.
He does not seem to understand sunlight..he runs under my bed when the sun comes out. He wakes me between 4-5AM every morning. Used to come out from under my bed around 4pm..
One thing is very strange. Each time I go to the bathroom, he always came and wanted love. He got spooked by the exhaust fan, and only occasionally visits now..
I have been trying to leave him alone, not to pick him up, but sometimes I just have to. He does not like being held.. or laps. At night, he is on the back of the couch, while I am either lying down on the sofa or on my recliner. He also sometimes sits on the sofa arm, to get my attention for pets...
On Nov 15, I took him to my own vet for an initial check up..It was a fight to grab him. It was sheer he~~, to get him into the carrier.. I had to resort to grabbing a huge towel, throwing it over his head, and body.. grabbing him really tightly.. It took 3 tries before I was successful.
He was so frightened, he pooped on my laminate floor, as he was running.. poor thing..
Since the Vet's appointment, Geoffrey has gotten worse. He has lost what little trust he had in me.. and it is getting worse each day. He is just hiding under my bed. He slinks out, carefully to eat, and use the litter box... He sees me and is afraid, I am going to grab him.. dam
I talk to him, I try to play with him.. he wants to play, but is untrusting.. sigh
I feel horrible..
His story was that his prior owner moved, and was not allowed to have a cat. I think there is more to it.
Geoffrey was originally named Goofy. I changed it.
To me, watching Geoffrey, from day 1, and seeing his reactions: I think he was hidden in either a closet or a bathroom; never exposed to sun, or fresh air (cracked open window). Any noise, he jumps..
I leave classical music on, when I leave the house. I try to lure him out from under my bed, with a wand toy.. it worked at first, now it doesn't.
He has never been relaxed enough to even sit when eating. He is squatting, and on guard.
I have Feliway running in here. I keep the carrier out, so he can get used to it.
He uses only cardboard scratchers. Does not even know what a tall scratcher is for, or even a low scratcher..
He also used the litter box, several times a day, for pee--small clumps. He poops just about every day.. the past week, it has been a bit soft. Feeding the same food as the shelter.
From what I understand, he was only in foster care a short period of time. That means within a period of a perhaps 2-3 weeks, he had: his home, given to the foster, then in isolation for a few days before he went into the general adoption area, and then home with me.. too much for a sensitive cat.
He also had 3 vet exams in that period of time.. poor thing.
And I come along.
He did not have acne on his first day at the shelter. I saw him immediately and fell in love with him...
Now, his acne is getting worse. He was given an antibiotic shot, just in case it could be cleared up.. but, my guess is it is either a food allergy or from severe stress....
sigh...
Geoffrey has been with me for 2.5 weeks.. and seems to be getting more and more frightened.
The least little noise, any movement by me, sends him running under my bed; even if he is on his way to the litter box or to eat....
Sorry for the book... But this little boy has been through a lot of stress.. how can I help relieve it? It seems to be worsening, with everything I try.. perhaps I should not try anything..so confused.
Can anyone come up with any ideas; other than, just leave him be??? and see if he comes out of it..
Artie was never like this. He was the exact opposite, so I am very unnerved by this...
He is supposed to have a recheck at the Vets on Nov 30; but, I think I am going to cancel it.
Help.. any advice??
I spooked him more today, because I had to clean the place.. vacuum, and dust.. He was so frightened.. I have been avoiding vacuuming my bedroom, but I had to do it.. I was stepping on pieces of litter and cardboard (scratcher).
I feel so bad.. sometimes I think he may be better off with someone else, who can have 2 cats. I can only have one.. I wonder if Geoffrey would do better with a playmate? Or if I should just stick it out longer.. because, he is really sweet, and I do too want to psychologically harm him further, by giving him up.. it is too soon, but so hard to deal with..
I go between trying to completely ignore him, to talking to him each time I go into my bedroom..
Help...
thanks..
I took Geoffrey, a 3 year old, home from the shelter, on Nov 5.
He was so sensitive, and frightened, that he peed and pooped in the carrier.. poor thing..
In the shelter, he was very loving.. constantly looking for love: rubbing my face, head, putting his paw up for pets...purring up a storm.
The first day I saw him, he did not have any acne.. 5 days later he had acne!!!!
I live in a large apartment. There are 75 apartments in here. I have a 2 bedroom, 2 baths. I made one bathroom for him--litter box area. The other bedroom is a play room for him.. At least that is what I did with Artie.. I also keep his food in the kitchen, with an extra water bowl in the great room.
Geoffrey, stayed in his bathroom tub, the first night and 1/2 of the next day. He wanted attention and love.. The next day, he started exploring a bit.
Then, something must have spooked him. A noise, me picking him up, a smell.. It could have been any apartment noises, smells.
He took off and hid under my bed. That seemed to be his safe spot.. I would go in my bedroom, talk, read, and sing to him. He has been cuddling with me, in bed, since the second night he was here. He was playing, and was eating like a horse, 2-3 cans per day. The appetite seems to have subsided a bit-- now, around 2 cans. He hates turkey. He was loving treats, now he is not wanting anything to do with them. I do leave some dry out for him. It is the same food he had in the shelter.
He does not seem to understand sunlight..he runs under my bed when the sun comes out. He wakes me between 4-5AM every morning. Used to come out from under my bed around 4pm..
One thing is very strange. Each time I go to the bathroom, he always came and wanted love. He got spooked by the exhaust fan, and only occasionally visits now..
I have been trying to leave him alone, not to pick him up, but sometimes I just have to. He does not like being held.. or laps. At night, he is on the back of the couch, while I am either lying down on the sofa or on my recliner. He also sometimes sits on the sofa arm, to get my attention for pets...
On Nov 15, I took him to my own vet for an initial check up..It was a fight to grab him. It was sheer he~~, to get him into the carrier.. I had to resort to grabbing a huge towel, throwing it over his head, and body.. grabbing him really tightly.. It took 3 tries before I was successful.
He was so frightened, he pooped on my laminate floor, as he was running.. poor thing..
Since the Vet's appointment, Geoffrey has gotten worse. He has lost what little trust he had in me.. and it is getting worse each day. He is just hiding under my bed. He slinks out, carefully to eat, and use the litter box... He sees me and is afraid, I am going to grab him.. dam
I talk to him, I try to play with him.. he wants to play, but is untrusting.. sigh
I feel horrible..
His story was that his prior owner moved, and was not allowed to have a cat. I think there is more to it.
Geoffrey was originally named Goofy. I changed it.
To me, watching Geoffrey, from day 1, and seeing his reactions: I think he was hidden in either a closet or a bathroom; never exposed to sun, or fresh air (cracked open window). Any noise, he jumps..
I leave classical music on, when I leave the house. I try to lure him out from under my bed, with a wand toy.. it worked at first, now it doesn't.
He has never been relaxed enough to even sit when eating. He is squatting, and on guard.
I have Feliway running in here. I keep the carrier out, so he can get used to it.
He uses only cardboard scratchers. Does not even know what a tall scratcher is for, or even a low scratcher..
He also used the litter box, several times a day, for pee--small clumps. He poops just about every day.. the past week, it has been a bit soft. Feeding the same food as the shelter.
From what I understand, he was only in foster care a short period of time. That means within a period of a perhaps 2-3 weeks, he had: his home, given to the foster, then in isolation for a few days before he went into the general adoption area, and then home with me.. too much for a sensitive cat.
He also had 3 vet exams in that period of time.. poor thing.
And I come along.
He did not have acne on his first day at the shelter. I saw him immediately and fell in love with him...
Now, his acne is getting worse. He was given an antibiotic shot, just in case it could be cleared up.. but, my guess is it is either a food allergy or from severe stress....
sigh...
Geoffrey has been with me for 2.5 weeks.. and seems to be getting more and more frightened.
The least little noise, any movement by me, sends him running under my bed; even if he is on his way to the litter box or to eat....
Sorry for the book... But this little boy has been through a lot of stress.. how can I help relieve it? It seems to be worsening, with everything I try.. perhaps I should not try anything..so confused.
Can anyone come up with any ideas; other than, just leave him be??? and see if he comes out of it..
Artie was never like this. He was the exact opposite, so I am very unnerved by this...
He is supposed to have a recheck at the Vets on Nov 30; but, I think I am going to cancel it.
Help.. any advice??
I spooked him more today, because I had to clean the place.. vacuum, and dust.. He was so frightened.. I have been avoiding vacuuming my bedroom, but I had to do it.. I was stepping on pieces of litter and cardboard (scratcher).
I feel so bad.. sometimes I think he may be better off with someone else, who can have 2 cats. I can only have one.. I wonder if Geoffrey would do better with a playmate? Or if I should just stick it out longer.. because, he is really sweet, and I do too want to psychologically harm him further, by giving him up.. it is too soon, but so hard to deal with..
I go between trying to completely ignore him, to talking to him each time I go into my bedroom..
Help...
thanks..