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For the past four or five years, I've been feeding the strays in my neighbourhood and providing them with shelter (only a few actually use the shelter, and rather infrequently). Mostly, they just spend some time in my garden, eat, then go walking around the neighbourhood for the day. Some are friendlier than others. There's a few I'm quite attached to because they genuinely seem to like me and get excited/follow me around sometimes. All my regulars are neutered/spayed, except for the ones that come too irregularly to catch for an vet appointment.
It all started with me just feeding one random kitty who turned up hungry in my garden four or five years ago. I started feeding him. In the beginning, he'd come around the same time every day, so I'd just feed them and not leave any dishes out afterwards. However, after a few months, he started spending less time in my garden and wasn't turning up "on schedule" to eat, so I started leaving food outside in my garden in case he came back hungry when I wasn't there. As you can guess, leaving food out all day/overnight attracted more cats--it was gradual, but now there's seven cats who depend on me for food. They range from very young to elder cat.
I'm completely fed up. I like helping them but regret getting involved because it has caused me an extreme amount of anguish and stress over the years. I know they're not my pets, but I do worry about all of them and I get seriously anxious when one vanishes for a few days. My favourite went missing for 12 days earlier in the year and it made me so distraught that I could barely eat or sleep. I didn't realize how attached I'd become. When one returns, another one disappears. It's like clockwork, there's always somebody I'm worrying about. I feel embarrassed now even posting "missing cat" on the local facebook page, it's happening so often. I'm constantly rewinding the security cameras to catch a glimpse of the missing cats, just so I can be sure they're still alive and around the area.
My house is in a cul de sac but there's a main road nearby. Every morning when I leave for work, I dread that I'll see one of my cats killed on the roads. I hate this house and I would eventually like to move somewhere else/get a different job in a new city, but I can't because I'm committed now to the cats and can't just leave them behind. They all love this area and seem happy, so I'd hate to relocate them and adoption isn't likely because they're skittish (the friendly ones are scared of everyone aside from me).
Also, feeding them is becoming increasingly expensive. I used to buy them Whiskas dry food but that's almost double in price. They won't eat Aldi or Lidl dry food. They like the wet food from Aldi, though. Vet bills are also too much for me to handle. Neutering and vaccines are fine, but emergencies like broken bones or infections cost a lot.
I'm fed up. I never intended for it to end up with way. Everything just snowballed. I'd love to just start fresh somewhere and have no responsibilities but I can't because of these cats. I feel awful when I think about giving them up.
Do any of you feel this way?
It all started with me just feeding one random kitty who turned up hungry in my garden four or five years ago. I started feeding him. In the beginning, he'd come around the same time every day, so I'd just feed them and not leave any dishes out afterwards. However, after a few months, he started spending less time in my garden and wasn't turning up "on schedule" to eat, so I started leaving food outside in my garden in case he came back hungry when I wasn't there. As you can guess, leaving food out all day/overnight attracted more cats--it was gradual, but now there's seven cats who depend on me for food. They range from very young to elder cat.
I'm completely fed up. I like helping them but regret getting involved because it has caused me an extreme amount of anguish and stress over the years. I know they're not my pets, but I do worry about all of them and I get seriously anxious when one vanishes for a few days. My favourite went missing for 12 days earlier in the year and it made me so distraught that I could barely eat or sleep. I didn't realize how attached I'd become. When one returns, another one disappears. It's like clockwork, there's always somebody I'm worrying about. I feel embarrassed now even posting "missing cat" on the local facebook page, it's happening so often. I'm constantly rewinding the security cameras to catch a glimpse of the missing cats, just so I can be sure they're still alive and around the area.
My house is in a cul de sac but there's a main road nearby. Every morning when I leave for work, I dread that I'll see one of my cats killed on the roads. I hate this house and I would eventually like to move somewhere else/get a different job in a new city, but I can't because I'm committed now to the cats and can't just leave them behind. They all love this area and seem happy, so I'd hate to relocate them and adoption isn't likely because they're skittish (the friendly ones are scared of everyone aside from me).
Also, feeding them is becoming increasingly expensive. I used to buy them Whiskas dry food but that's almost double in price. They won't eat Aldi or Lidl dry food. They like the wet food from Aldi, though. Vet bills are also too much for me to handle. Neutering and vaccines are fine, but emergencies like broken bones or infections cost a lot.
I'm fed up. I never intended for it to end up with way. Everything just snowballed. I'd love to just start fresh somewhere and have no responsibilities but I can't because of these cats. I feel awful when I think about giving them up.
Do any of you feel this way?