Well, rest wasn’t on the cards. I heard crying meows over the rain and opened the door to a familiar figure on the doorstep. Now I know for sure he’s left out all night in the rain and not going inside/home.
He walked through the house sniffing (including Melbcat’s bed) then he ate from her untouched bowl and rubbed on the wall. I let him out the back to feed him under the tarp and show him the sheltered beds.
grief
Ugly cried while he bunted me because it feels like I’m betraying my late cat by trying to step up for this one. I’m so not ready for another cat even if there was a way to keep him. I haven’t even processed Melbcat’s loss and am just wishing I had her back. I miss how we used to be and don’t know what I’m going to do with/about the new fella.
I know I’m being a stresshead. Nobody is forcing me to help this cat. But I do feel responsible for him seeing the level of neglect and am attached to him so feel like I’m being rushed into another caretaking situation. Just rebounding and replacing my treasured girl. And like these circumstances are pushing me into “moving on” before I’ve had a chance to grieve. I’m feeling everything so strongly right now.
cleaning
I wasn’t expecting this and hadn’t even picked up the floor like I planned. I showered and put my clothes in the wash then sprayed the carpet and objects where he walked with Glen 20 and put the floor junk in a tub. Then did a quick vacuum and mop of his path (disinfectant wipe on the wall) then sprayed Tinaderm.
He’s run off into the night now so I’m going to tuck up in bed until the wash finishes. I’ll have to do the rest of the cleaning tomorrow. I may have to really look at the budget too.
Well, rest wasn’t on the cards. I heard crying meows over the rain and opened the door to a familiar figure on the doorstep. Now I know for sure he’s left out all night in the rain and not going inside/home.
He walked through the house sniffing (including Melbcat’s bed) then he ate from her untouched bowl and rubbed on the wall. I let him out the back to feed him under the tarp and show him the sheltered beds.
grief
Ugly cried while he bunted me because it feels like I’m betraying my late cat by trying to step up for this one. I’m so not ready for another cat even if there was a way to keep him. I haven’t even processed Melbcat’s loss and am just wishing I had her back. I miss how we used to be and don’t know what I’m going to do with/about the new fella.
I know I’m being a stresshead. Nobody is forcing me to help this cat. But I do feel responsible for him seeing the level of neglect and am attached to him so feel like I’m being rushed into another caretaking situation. Just rebounding and replacing my treasured girl. And like these circumstances are pushing me into “moving on” before I’ve had a chance to grieve. I’m feeling everything so strongly right now.
cleaning
I wasn’t expecting this and hadn’t even picked up the floor like I planned. I showered and put my clothes in the wash then sprayed the carpet and objects where he walked with Glen 20 and put the floor junk in a tub. Then did a quick vacuum and mop of his path (disinfectant wipe on the wall) then sprayed Tinaderm.
He’s run off into the night now so I’m going to tuck up in bed until the wash finishes. I’ll have to do the rest of the cleaning tomorrow. I may have to really look at the budget too.