We have a 7 year old Russian Blue we adopted from the Humane Society when he was 6 months old. He's a big guy and very hard-headed, but loving.
A few years ago we tried walking him on a regular leash in the back yard, but quit after a couple of times when he tried to go under the fence. He was half-way through and had shifted into four-paw drive, with my husband pulling on the leash. My husband finally got a grip on him and retrieved him. That ended the walks. Darwin seemed OK without them.
About six months ago, Darwin suddenly tried to get out the patio door. He made it a couple of times, but my husband captured him and brought him back in. Darwin began sitting on his plump rump and scratching on the glass patio door and howling like a demented fire engine. He has a voice that would make you long for fingernails on a blackboard.
He seemed so miserable that we ordered one of those wonderful Cat Wallet harnesses. They fasten well with Velcro and it's very hard for a cat to escape. My husband began taking him out for 10-15 minute walks in the back yard and Darwin loves it. His nose works overtime, like a rabbit's on speed. He tastes every blade of grass and pine needle but never finds one worth eating. He's learning not to go under the raised plant supports in the garden when my husband tells him, "no!" and locks the leash.
All has been well until he discovered another cat under the motorcycle trailer. That cat likes to walk in front of the patio door and bay window to taunt our cats, so there was no love lost from the beginning. They both began growling and hissing and a fight was about to break out. My husband instinctively picked Darwin up to get him away from the other cat. Darwin didn't know what was happening and turned into a shark attached to four chain saws. The upshot was that my husband spent almost three days in the hospital from the cat bites. It's a good thing Darwin was up-to-date on his shots. My husband is still on very strong antibiotics.
Which brings me to the big problem. Darwin now constantly sits at the patio door, scratching on the glass and screeching pitifully. He comes over to us and goes back to the glass door. It's very clear that this guy just wants to stay outside. That's not going to happen, of course, and we can't walk him constantly. He seems miserable, although he's happy for a while after he comes in. He seems a lot more sociable overall, too, so the walks have had a positive effect him. It's just that he's so brokenhearted that he can't go out at will.
We don't know his history. Perhaps he was an outside cat before we got him. Maybe that's why he wants out. I do know we've never let any of our cats stay outside and never will.
We don't have room to build a catio and it's usually too hot here anyway (the heat index at 5 p.m. was 111 yesterday). We don't know how to make him happy.
Did we do wrong by starting to take him on walks? What do we do now? It breaks my heart to see him so unhappy.
A few years ago we tried walking him on a regular leash in the back yard, but quit after a couple of times when he tried to go under the fence. He was half-way through and had shifted into four-paw drive, with my husband pulling on the leash. My husband finally got a grip on him and retrieved him. That ended the walks. Darwin seemed OK without them.
About six months ago, Darwin suddenly tried to get out the patio door. He made it a couple of times, but my husband captured him and brought him back in. Darwin began sitting on his plump rump and scratching on the glass patio door and howling like a demented fire engine. He has a voice that would make you long for fingernails on a blackboard.
He seemed so miserable that we ordered one of those wonderful Cat Wallet harnesses. They fasten well with Velcro and it's very hard for a cat to escape. My husband began taking him out for 10-15 minute walks in the back yard and Darwin loves it. His nose works overtime, like a rabbit's on speed. He tastes every blade of grass and pine needle but never finds one worth eating. He's learning not to go under the raised plant supports in the garden when my husband tells him, "no!" and locks the leash.
All has been well until he discovered another cat under the motorcycle trailer. That cat likes to walk in front of the patio door and bay window to taunt our cats, so there was no love lost from the beginning. They both began growling and hissing and a fight was about to break out. My husband instinctively picked Darwin up to get him away from the other cat. Darwin didn't know what was happening and turned into a shark attached to four chain saws. The upshot was that my husband spent almost three days in the hospital from the cat bites. It's a good thing Darwin was up-to-date on his shots. My husband is still on very strong antibiotics.
Which brings me to the big problem. Darwin now constantly sits at the patio door, scratching on the glass and screeching pitifully. He comes over to us and goes back to the glass door. It's very clear that this guy just wants to stay outside. That's not going to happen, of course, and we can't walk him constantly. He seems miserable, although he's happy for a while after he comes in. He seems a lot more sociable overall, too, so the walks have had a positive effect him. It's just that he's so brokenhearted that he can't go out at will.
We don't know his history. Perhaps he was an outside cat before we got him. Maybe that's why he wants out. I do know we've never let any of our cats stay outside and never will.
We don't have room to build a catio and it's usually too hot here anyway (the heat index at 5 p.m. was 111 yesterday). We don't know how to make him happy.
Did we do wrong by starting to take him on walks? What do we do now? It breaks my heart to see him so unhappy.