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I cannot even believe that I'm on here posting this. I have two adult cats, a reluctant husband, and a 12 year old shih-tzu (who adores cats but hates other dogs) in my house. I was looking to add a third feline member to my household and was very excited to do so. I have a stable home, I have a stable job and finances, and I adore all animals. I went to an adoption event near me to look (famous last words) and found myself bringing home a 5 month old kitten with Cerebellar Hypoplasia. I will admit, it was an impulsive decision, and I am not proud of that. I take animal adoptions seriously and look at them as a lifelong commitment. She is gorgeous, loving, cuddly, hilarious, and a mild-moderate case of CH. The problem is that I had no idea what I was getting myself into with her special needs. I wanted to take her in to give her a loving home and provide for an animal that may have a hard time being adopted otherwise. I was prepared for my resident cats to complain and prepared for the introduction period and all of the aches and pains that go along with it.
I feel horrible because I am feeling like my home is not the right home for her. I love her. I cuddle her, play with her, pet her, I have bathed her after a toileting accident, she is getting the love that I know she deserves from me. I am not neglectful. But there is just a gut feeling that my home is not right for her. I find it hard to explain and when I try to put it into words for other people, it all sounds stupid. I have been beating myself up nonstop and swinging wildly between trying to suck it up and care for her and honor my commitment and sending her back so she can get a home with someone who is right for her. It isn't about an adjustment, because she has adjusted beautifully. She is not scared of my dog, she gives my other cats space when they hiss and grumble at her, and my other two are honestly taking it better than I expected.
I don't know what I'm looking for posting on here. I feel so guilty and awful for wanting to give her back to her foster mom. I feel like filth, a piece of garbage. I want to keep her because I do love and care for her. It is agonizing thinking about taking the drive with her knowing that I won't come back home with her. I haven't had her long at all, just shy of a week, and I know many people will probably tell me to give it more time. But the longer I wait, the harder it will be for me to give her back and I cannot seem to shake this deep, gut instinct that she would be better off with someone else. If I give her back to the rescue, she will not go into a shelter environment, but back to the woman who has fostered her (and her sister) her entire life. That is the only thing that gives me a tiny bit of peace with all of this, knowing that she is going back to a home and not a cage in a stressful environment.
I cannot even believe that I'm on here posting this. I have two adult cats, a reluctant husband, and a 12 year old shih-tzu (who adores cats but hates other dogs) in my house. I was looking to add a third feline member to my household and was very excited to do so. I have a stable home, I have a stable job and finances, and I adore all animals. I went to an adoption event near me to look (famous last words) and found myself bringing home a 5 month old kitten with Cerebellar Hypoplasia. I will admit, it was an impulsive decision, and I am not proud of that. I take animal adoptions seriously and look at them as a lifelong commitment. She is gorgeous, loving, cuddly, hilarious, and a mild-moderate case of CH. The problem is that I had no idea what I was getting myself into with her special needs. I wanted to take her in to give her a loving home and provide for an animal that may have a hard time being adopted otherwise. I was prepared for my resident cats to complain and prepared for the introduction period and all of the aches and pains that go along with it.
I feel horrible because I am feeling like my home is not the right home for her. I love her. I cuddle her, play with her, pet her, I have bathed her after a toileting accident, she is getting the love that I know she deserves from me. I am not neglectful. But there is just a gut feeling that my home is not right for her. I find it hard to explain and when I try to put it into words for other people, it all sounds stupid. I have been beating myself up nonstop and swinging wildly between trying to suck it up and care for her and honor my commitment and sending her back so she can get a home with someone who is right for her. It isn't about an adjustment, because she has adjusted beautifully. She is not scared of my dog, she gives my other cats space when they hiss and grumble at her, and my other two are honestly taking it better than I expected.
I don't know what I'm looking for posting on here. I feel so guilty and awful for wanting to give her back to her foster mom. I feel like filth, a piece of garbage. I want to keep her because I do love and care for her. It is agonizing thinking about taking the drive with her knowing that I won't come back home with her. I haven't had her long at all, just shy of a week, and I know many people will probably tell me to give it more time. But the longer I wait, the harder it will be for me to give her back and I cannot seem to shake this deep, gut instinct that she would be better off with someone else. If I give her back to the rescue, she will not go into a shelter environment, but back to the woman who has fostered her (and her sister) her entire life. That is the only thing that gives me a tiny bit of peace with all of this, knowing that she is going back to a home and not a cage in a stressful environment.