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Two months ago, my grandmother was very suddenly and sadly unable to live at home anymore due to a progression of her dementia. I took in her 8 year old Maine Coon mix whom she had for about seven years after adopting him from a feral cat rescue organization. He is a very cool guy, the sort who can travel with me to my parents house and spend the evening and utterly enjoy himself.
I have an anxiety disorder (which will become obvious reading this lol), which has compounded any adoption anxiety that's normal for the situation. I've been struggling a lot with whether I'm providing enough for him, as he's transitioned from a house where he was allowed outside during the day, to a large two bedroom apartment and transitioning to indoor only living. I feed him four times a day (two wet, two dry), play with him 3 to 4 times a day until he's disinterested which is generally about 20 minutes, groom him daily which he loves, and let him lounge wherever he'd like with me during the day. He has two cat trees in two different rooms tall enough to see out of the window with different views. I live in a busy complex near a strip of woods so there's always plenty to see. He has cat grass, toys that I rotate out, a million scratching posts, etc. I have two days a week where I work very long shifts, but otherwise I'm home a fair amount of the time besides errands and caring for my horse.
For the most part, I've been able to start to come to a good place with the fact that I AM providing a safe, fun environment for him. However, there's the one thing that won't leave me alone...
I can't stop obsessing over the fact that he might need a friend. Mentally, I'm not ready to adopt a second cat, nor do I think it'd necessarily be a good idea so soon even though I know he enjoys other cats, but it's a new side of the coin of this "am I doing enough" question. (And while my landlord was totally happy for me to have a cat, I'm not sure how they'd feel about multiples.) He doesn't really show me any behavior that makes me think he NEEDS one - he isn't destructive, he's eating and using the litterbox normally, not overgrooming,, etc. But I can't help that feeling that oh but he probably WANTS one because he's so dang playful and sometimes demands attention, and what about the days where I work longer hours, blah blah blah...
Basically, I'm wondering if I'm doing enough and maybe this flight of fancy is something I can let go for now. At some point, I'd be ready for another cat but in all honesty as much as he's brought life and joy in to my apartment, he was unplanned and it's been exhausting! Lol
Can he be happy as my solo cat for now even though I know he enjoys others? Am I as crazy as I feel? Lol. Thanks in advance!
Two months ago, my grandmother was very suddenly and sadly unable to live at home anymore due to a progression of her dementia. I took in her 8 year old Maine Coon mix whom she had for about seven years after adopting him from a feral cat rescue organization. He is a very cool guy, the sort who can travel with me to my parents house and spend the evening and utterly enjoy himself.
I have an anxiety disorder (which will become obvious reading this lol), which has compounded any adoption anxiety that's normal for the situation. I've been struggling a lot with whether I'm providing enough for him, as he's transitioned from a house where he was allowed outside during the day, to a large two bedroom apartment and transitioning to indoor only living. I feed him four times a day (two wet, two dry), play with him 3 to 4 times a day until he's disinterested which is generally about 20 minutes, groom him daily which he loves, and let him lounge wherever he'd like with me during the day. He has two cat trees in two different rooms tall enough to see out of the window with different views. I live in a busy complex near a strip of woods so there's always plenty to see. He has cat grass, toys that I rotate out, a million scratching posts, etc. I have two days a week where I work very long shifts, but otherwise I'm home a fair amount of the time besides errands and caring for my horse.
For the most part, I've been able to start to come to a good place with the fact that I AM providing a safe, fun environment for him. However, there's the one thing that won't leave me alone...
I can't stop obsessing over the fact that he might need a friend. Mentally, I'm not ready to adopt a second cat, nor do I think it'd necessarily be a good idea so soon even though I know he enjoys other cats, but it's a new side of the coin of this "am I doing enough" question. (And while my landlord was totally happy for me to have a cat, I'm not sure how they'd feel about multiples.) He doesn't really show me any behavior that makes me think he NEEDS one - he isn't destructive, he's eating and using the litterbox normally, not overgrooming,, etc. But I can't help that feeling that oh but he probably WANTS one because he's so dang playful and sometimes demands attention, and what about the days where I work longer hours, blah blah blah...
Basically, I'm wondering if I'm doing enough and maybe this flight of fancy is something I can let go for now. At some point, I'd be ready for another cat but in all honesty as much as he's brought life and joy in to my apartment, he was unplanned and it's been exhausting! Lol
Can he be happy as my solo cat for now even though I know he enjoys others? Am I as crazy as I feel? Lol. Thanks in advance!