I wrote a while back for moral support because I brought a pair of 2 year old littermates home to live with my 8 1/2 year old grumpy cat who bites me. (We still love him, he's ours.)
I isolated the new two in a big room for a week. When we went for their shots the vet said tolerance could come in two weeks. My husband thought the week was enough. He let the two new out.
TA DA. There was hissing all around, and some yowling but everyone is still alive, even me! The old cat is still grumpy but is busy now. He used to just lay around and get fat. Now he has a life staking out the high spot on the couch for the minute and slinking aroung looking altrenately dangerous and fearful. It is so good for him to have something to think about. He still threatens to bite me by showing his teeth after his required chin scratching but that has decreased.
The two new are darling darling very large (15 and 11lb.) puff balls, so pretty and real babies. Their past owner must have practiced her maternal skills on these sweet things. They have good manners and are clean and very affectionate. They are happy happy little souls and wonderful companions.
These given away at a garage sale. I am so sorry sorry sorry that they were declawed. The thought of the pain in little fingers just gives me the creeps.
Thank you for listening to me. Who else would listen about my kitties and how wonderful they are.
I have to tell someone how beautiful and happy the brother and sister were the other night sitting side by side on a soft footstool watching the rain through the screen.
Thank You
Lynn
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