My heart is aching and yet, I know it's just a matter of time before things return to normal....Noah is and always will be my special "baby". You know what I mean...that special little guy or girl that has your heart in his or her paw.
When we got Noel...Noah ignored me and started paying a ton of attention to his daddy. I swear he was being spiteful...do cats do that? (We'll say "yes" and make me feel better.) Eventually, he came around and gave me his heart again.
I had only partially forgotten the rejection when we were at PetSmart shopping for cat food when we found Basil. All those horrible feelings came back and I was really opposed to bringing another cat into our home. I eventually gave in and Basil came home with us. Noah took to him quit well, Noel dispised him. All during this time, I thought I got lucky, Noah still loved me and nothing really changed between us.
Now it has all changed. Because I am here more often than my husband and I take care of the cat's needs, I am "mommy" to all three of the cats. Especially to "needy" Basil. I swear he truly believes I am his mommy, someone to come to and stay with for every need that arises. It's real cute until I get the dreaded looks of death from my precious Noah. Basil wont leave me alone...not even when I sleep. (This isn't a bad thing, it's very sweet.)
I can't explain how horrible I felt when every day this week Noah has climbed into bed with us and has laid on my husband. When I call him, he comes eventually, not like before when he'd run to me.He hasn't slept on my head, joined me in the bathroom while I shower or "helped" me get ready in the morning.
I know it'll stop, but I need some reassurance. I love these furries with all of my heart. Right now it really aches for Noah and things to go back to normal. Will it? What should I do? I've been giving him extra attention....only to have Basil come find me. This annoys Noah and he walks away.
Help?![]()






He hasn't slept on my head, joined me in the bathroom while I shower or "helped" me get ready in the morning.
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) I even had to bring a litterbox and food up to my bedroom. I laid on the floor and talked to Trevor (and yes even cried with guilt!) and begged him to come out and eat and go potty. Eventually both kitties came out on their own and began to accept Bella. I can sure sympathize with you. The guilt is incredible isn't it? But it does get better. Keep hangin in there. Noah will come around.



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