I've been scouring through "kitten blues" posts, but could truly use some kind words or reassurance.
My husband and I have a 6 year old cat that we've had for 2 years. She is fairly independent, but does love us and follows her own routine. She likes to be near us, but not always cuddling unless it's at night - she sleeps on my legs every single night.
We have been toying with the idea of adopting a kitten and were looking at it as a friend for our current girl. She doesn't show extreme signs of separation anxiety, but we do think she lays by the door waiting for us when we leave occasionally (there are definitely been times when she's a diva lounging somewhere). We also notice that she hates when we get our suitcases or don't follow our routine. We thought another cat might be nice, whether they became besties, or simply just as another living thing in the house so she didn't feel lonely.
We thought about it for a year and finally decided to adopt a 4 month old kitten. We decided on a kitten since our girl can be a bit sassy. I'm not sure where the disconnect happened for me, but the second we picked him up I instantly felt dread and fear. It has only been 4 days, but I have cried each day filled with anxiety about making the wrong decision.
We haven't done introductions yet (new guy is finishing up antibiotics for ringworm) and our cat isn't showing severe signs of stress. We have the kitten in our master bathroom, so she does avoid our bedroom and laundry room since they're adjoining. I had to move her litter box out of the laundry room to encourage her to use it.
I know it seems dramatic, but I'm feeling such extreme angst over this kitten. He is sweet as can be, but I'm feeling like I misjudged the undertaking and I'm scared of everything that could go wrong. I love my gal and her sassy personality and would hate to have done anything that jeopardizes her happiness.
My husband wants to keep the kitten and is (rightly) saying we haven't tried to see how things go yet. The angel on my shoulder wants to listen, the giant knot of anxiety on my other thinks we would be better off reaching back out to the shelter before he bonds to us. I'm so unsure of what to do and am tearing myself up into pieces trying to decide.
Any words of wisdom or reassurance?
I have owned pets from childhood to independently as an adult and this is the first time I've felt any type of regret. I can logically tell myself that things get better with time, but I also wind myself up thinking about a destroyed home from the wake of a kitten or an upset resident cat who doesn't feel comfortable in her own home.
Any kind words are greatly appreciated!
My husband and I have a 6 year old cat that we've had for 2 years. She is fairly independent, but does love us and follows her own routine. She likes to be near us, but not always cuddling unless it's at night - she sleeps on my legs every single night.
We have been toying with the idea of adopting a kitten and were looking at it as a friend for our current girl. She doesn't show extreme signs of separation anxiety, but we do think she lays by the door waiting for us when we leave occasionally (there are definitely been times when she's a diva lounging somewhere). We also notice that she hates when we get our suitcases or don't follow our routine. We thought another cat might be nice, whether they became besties, or simply just as another living thing in the house so she didn't feel lonely.
We thought about it for a year and finally decided to adopt a 4 month old kitten. We decided on a kitten since our girl can be a bit sassy. I'm not sure where the disconnect happened for me, but the second we picked him up I instantly felt dread and fear. It has only been 4 days, but I have cried each day filled with anxiety about making the wrong decision.
We haven't done introductions yet (new guy is finishing up antibiotics for ringworm) and our cat isn't showing severe signs of stress. We have the kitten in our master bathroom, so she does avoid our bedroom and laundry room since they're adjoining. I had to move her litter box out of the laundry room to encourage her to use it.
I know it seems dramatic, but I'm feeling such extreme angst over this kitten. He is sweet as can be, but I'm feeling like I misjudged the undertaking and I'm scared of everything that could go wrong. I love my gal and her sassy personality and would hate to have done anything that jeopardizes her happiness.
My husband wants to keep the kitten and is (rightly) saying we haven't tried to see how things go yet. The angel on my shoulder wants to listen, the giant knot of anxiety on my other thinks we would be better off reaching back out to the shelter before he bonds to us. I'm so unsure of what to do and am tearing myself up into pieces trying to decide.
Any words of wisdom or reassurance?
I have owned pets from childhood to independently as an adult and this is the first time I've felt any type of regret. I can logically tell myself that things get better with time, but I also wind myself up thinking about a destroyed home from the wake of a kitten or an upset resident cat who doesn't feel comfortable in her own home.
Any kind words are greatly appreciated!