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Greetings, everyone
Iam new here and to be honest, Iam not very used to searching for advice like this. Iam feeling terrible lately and apologize for this text being super, super, extra long and dramatic (and covered in bad English).
It's been four days since I adopted two cats from a rescue organisation in Rumania. The male is one to two years old and the female is seven month. I wanted cats for over a year now and although I never had one myself, I catsitted many times at the cat-crowded house of my boyfriends aunt for at least two weeks, each time moving into their place to care for all their animals.
I did a ton of research about owning a cat, the needs of cats, etc.. I brought expensive cat trees, toys, super high quality food and much more, because I was so excited. My boyfriend war raised with animals, cats, dogs, horses and more and although he is used to them, it was my wish to adopt cats, not his. He would not have adopted cats, but he is completely okay with them. We settled things, so that I would be the main carer for the pets and I was fine with that.
When I saw Fidelstein online and saw his NAME, I really wanted to adopt him. As soon as I talked about him to my boyfriend and he said yes, I filled out the documents for him and Navi, the second kitten, because we wanted to let them keep each other company.
We brought them home from the transport destination last weekend. I felt prepared.
At first I was happy about Fidelstein being super attached, cuddly and friendly. He was not very shy, but curious whilest Navi was hiding all the time, but that was okay. Shes getting better and they play with each other and they are getting used to the superfood. They are super, super approachable, used the litter box since they arrived here, didnt crush any of my things, they aren't very destructive, they eat, they drink - pretty much a super easy start, right?
Fidelstein was climbing up my rat cage and agonized my little babies, but I knew that this might be a challenge. But I could not handle the feelings that overwhelmed me then. After I saw my sweet ratmen vanish into their houses, not reacting to food or me calling them, I broke down in tears the first time, a short and intense start. My boyfriend and I moved the rats into our bedroom where the cats are no longer allowed and it was fine. Vomitting over my flour was fine. Pooping and not burrying it, was fine.
But the kitten adoption remorse hit me right in the face and now Iam switching between "Its okay, a bit longer" and "Oh my godness, I have to rehome them RIGHT NOW!" in MINUTES. I think it would be okay, if its just the overwhelming new situation, work and the feeling of responsebility.
Fidelstein likes to cuddle and rubs his NOSE and full head on my face and headbangs me, climbs on my lab, purrs, loves me and he is pretty much everything a cat-owner would wish for. Pretty much a decent cat. But every time he trys to climb on me, I get stressed out, I get annoyed and miserable. I dont get it myself, I dont understand why Iam such a shameful person, everyone would love his cat to do this after just a few days.
I was not prepared for the amount of avoidance I want now. I feel harassed, yet he does completely normal things, but for me it feels like every single meow is too much. Its not like I cant teach him to go away, If I have to work on my PC or something else. I can gently put him down and after a few times, he leaves and lets me be. He stops to meow and scratch at my bedroom door after a while. He plays with the toys. Honestly I dont get it, why I cannot love him. Iam stressfully waiting for his next attemption to approach me, I cant be more stressed and full of guilt when thinking about when I finally need to cuddle him to not damage his cute soul. Its not fair for him, not at all and I really, really dont want to punish him or damage his health with not cuddling him or cuddle him, but doesnt mean it. I can play with him and pet him on his head, but I dont want more. Iam so much afraid now. I found a lot of articles about how to get your cat ON your lab, but nothing about what I feel now and how to keep going.
I read so much about cat adoption remorse and I know that I have to give it some time, Iam willin to try it for a few weeks, but I feel more and more at my limit. I feel like a horrible person for being so incapable and for not liking what I first wanted. I know that Iam going to give this more time to sort things out, but I really am seeking for some advice on how to cope with this reservation Iam feeling towards his attachement. Like I said, its not that he will never leave my side, he is not THAT over attached. Iam feeling so silly and weird, as if my problem is nothing to cry about. I just feel like a horrible person, even to the point of not wanting to wait a few weeks to give everybody some new routine.
If anyone knows how to cope with the beginning of "not liking the adopted cat", please, please send some advice. I clearly understand how much a cat in a new home needs attention and love.
Sorry for the giant text wall and kind regards
Iam new here and to be honest, Iam not very used to searching for advice like this. Iam feeling terrible lately and apologize for this text being super, super, extra long and dramatic (and covered in bad English).
It's been four days since I adopted two cats from a rescue organisation in Rumania. The male is one to two years old and the female is seven month. I wanted cats for over a year now and although I never had one myself, I catsitted many times at the cat-crowded house of my boyfriends aunt for at least two weeks, each time moving into their place to care for all their animals.
I did a ton of research about owning a cat, the needs of cats, etc.. I brought expensive cat trees, toys, super high quality food and much more, because I was so excited. My boyfriend war raised with animals, cats, dogs, horses and more and although he is used to them, it was my wish to adopt cats, not his. He would not have adopted cats, but he is completely okay with them. We settled things, so that I would be the main carer for the pets and I was fine with that.
When I saw Fidelstein online and saw his NAME, I really wanted to adopt him. As soon as I talked about him to my boyfriend and he said yes, I filled out the documents for him and Navi, the second kitten, because we wanted to let them keep each other company.
We brought them home from the transport destination last weekend. I felt prepared.
At first I was happy about Fidelstein being super attached, cuddly and friendly. He was not very shy, but curious whilest Navi was hiding all the time, but that was okay. Shes getting better and they play with each other and they are getting used to the superfood. They are super, super approachable, used the litter box since they arrived here, didnt crush any of my things, they aren't very destructive, they eat, they drink - pretty much a super easy start, right?
Fidelstein was climbing up my rat cage and agonized my little babies, but I knew that this might be a challenge. But I could not handle the feelings that overwhelmed me then. After I saw my sweet ratmen vanish into their houses, not reacting to food or me calling them, I broke down in tears the first time, a short and intense start. My boyfriend and I moved the rats into our bedroom where the cats are no longer allowed and it was fine. Vomitting over my flour was fine. Pooping and not burrying it, was fine.
But the kitten adoption remorse hit me right in the face and now Iam switching between "Its okay, a bit longer" and "Oh my godness, I have to rehome them RIGHT NOW!" in MINUTES. I think it would be okay, if its just the overwhelming new situation, work and the feeling of responsebility.
Fidelstein likes to cuddle and rubs his NOSE and full head on my face and headbangs me, climbs on my lab, purrs, loves me and he is pretty much everything a cat-owner would wish for. Pretty much a decent cat. But every time he trys to climb on me, I get stressed out, I get annoyed and miserable. I dont get it myself, I dont understand why Iam such a shameful person, everyone would love his cat to do this after just a few days.
I was not prepared for the amount of avoidance I want now. I feel harassed, yet he does completely normal things, but for me it feels like every single meow is too much. Its not like I cant teach him to go away, If I have to work on my PC or something else. I can gently put him down and after a few times, he leaves and lets me be. He stops to meow and scratch at my bedroom door after a while. He plays with the toys. Honestly I dont get it, why I cannot love him. Iam stressfully waiting for his next attemption to approach me, I cant be more stressed and full of guilt when thinking about when I finally need to cuddle him to not damage his cute soul. Its not fair for him, not at all and I really, really dont want to punish him or damage his health with not cuddling him or cuddle him, but doesnt mean it. I can play with him and pet him on his head, but I dont want more. Iam so much afraid now. I found a lot of articles about how to get your cat ON your lab, but nothing about what I feel now and how to keep going.
I read so much about cat adoption remorse and I know that I have to give it some time, Iam willin to try it for a few weeks, but I feel more and more at my limit. I feel like a horrible person for being so incapable and for not liking what I first wanted. I know that Iam going to give this more time to sort things out, but I really am seeking for some advice on how to cope with this reservation Iam feeling towards his attachement. Like I said, its not that he will never leave my side, he is not THAT over attached. Iam feeling so silly and weird, as if my problem is nothing to cry about. I just feel like a horrible person, even to the point of not wanting to wait a few weeks to give everybody some new routine.
If anyone knows how to cope with the beginning of "not liking the adopted cat", please, please send some advice. I clearly understand how much a cat in a new home needs attention and love.
Sorry for the giant text wall and kind regards