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Hi guys,
So basically, my 1-year-3-month-old Freddie got run over 2 weeks ago. He was my life and my soul. I seriously considered him as precious to me as a human child and having lost him so suddenly was completely traumatizing. I thought I was ok-ish after 2 weeks. I was not crying every day anymore and while I still missed him, I was kind of back to my normal routine. During that time I was sent a post about a cat needing a home. He is a 2-year-old orange cat like my Freddie, though they look nothing alike. At first, I was not at all receptive to the idea because I felt like I would be constantly comparing the two and the other cat would always fall short. Eventually, my big heart won over and I said what the heck, let's adopt him. My female cat Lilo needed a companion anyway. You can read about my concerns here. I was not 100% sure that he was going to make it here but the previous owner was very excited about me reaching out and said that she liked my home for him, etc. So she brought the cat today. Napoleon is a very sweet cat, very loving, very cute. But the second she left I started feeling very stressed out about the whole thing. I kept seeing my Freddie in a lot of things that he does, and if I look at Napoleon's ears from the top they kind of look like Freddie's. I feel like I am comparing him as I initially thought, and it is just an unfair match-up. Lilo is also not thrilled. I know it will take time for them to accept each other, but right now it feels like a really steep hill to climb. So basically I sat with him in my room (his designated area for now) bawling my eyes out over my dead cat while the new one was there.
He is here on a 2-week trial period to see if we can get him to adapt and get Lilo to accept him, but I don't know if I should send him back. It is just the first night so things might change but... I don't know. I am just not feeling as excited as I thought I would feel. I feel like maybe I rushed into getting a new cat when I was not ready. I had never in my life dealt with this amount of grief. When my childhood cat died it went more smoothly, because she was old and suffering and we had already lived a life together. With Freddie, I only had one year, and it was the most wonderful year of my life. I had never been happier. I feel like he was so deeply intertwined with my heart that when he died my heart just died with him. I have even decided to go to therapy to help deal with his loss.
What do you guys think? I was thinking of keeping Napoleon until the end of the week and see how much I warm up to him and stuff, but I don't think it would be fair for him or his family for me to keep him longer if I cannot find it in me to love him how he deserves to be loved. His previous owner did say she did have other proposals, though she liked mine the best.
So basically, my 1-year-3-month-old Freddie got run over 2 weeks ago. He was my life and my soul. I seriously considered him as precious to me as a human child and having lost him so suddenly was completely traumatizing. I thought I was ok-ish after 2 weeks. I was not crying every day anymore and while I still missed him, I was kind of back to my normal routine. During that time I was sent a post about a cat needing a home. He is a 2-year-old orange cat like my Freddie, though they look nothing alike. At first, I was not at all receptive to the idea because I felt like I would be constantly comparing the two and the other cat would always fall short. Eventually, my big heart won over and I said what the heck, let's adopt him. My female cat Lilo needed a companion anyway. You can read about my concerns here. I was not 100% sure that he was going to make it here but the previous owner was very excited about me reaching out and said that she liked my home for him, etc. So she brought the cat today. Napoleon is a very sweet cat, very loving, very cute. But the second she left I started feeling very stressed out about the whole thing. I kept seeing my Freddie in a lot of things that he does, and if I look at Napoleon's ears from the top they kind of look like Freddie's. I feel like I am comparing him as I initially thought, and it is just an unfair match-up. Lilo is also not thrilled. I know it will take time for them to accept each other, but right now it feels like a really steep hill to climb. So basically I sat with him in my room (his designated area for now) bawling my eyes out over my dead cat while the new one was there.
He is here on a 2-week trial period to see if we can get him to adapt and get Lilo to accept him, but I don't know if I should send him back. It is just the first night so things might change but... I don't know. I am just not feeling as excited as I thought I would feel. I feel like maybe I rushed into getting a new cat when I was not ready. I had never in my life dealt with this amount of grief. When my childhood cat died it went more smoothly, because she was old and suffering and we had already lived a life together. With Freddie, I only had one year, and it was the most wonderful year of my life. I had never been happier. I feel like he was so deeply intertwined with my heart that when he died my heart just died with him. I have even decided to go to therapy to help deal with his loss.
What do you guys think? I was thinking of keeping Napoleon until the end of the week and see how much I warm up to him and stuff, but I don't think it would be fair for him or his family for me to keep him longer if I cannot find it in me to love him how he deserves to be loved. His previous owner did say she did have other proposals, though she liked mine the best.