Hating my cats and feeling really guilty about it
I have two cats who were always my fur-kids. I couldn't imagine that ever changing, especially about my big cat who I got when I was single and who is a sensitive, complex creature who I always sympathised with.
But since having Peter, my attitude about the cats has completely changed. They have fallen very far down in the pecking order and, frankly, I am finding it really, really hard to give them what they need. They are used to a lot of attention, and I just don't have the time or attention to give them- and they are unhappy because of that. I resent them always pestering me and find their demands overwhelming when I feel like I don't have anything left to give, but I know its not their fault. I feel they are turning into grouchy cats and that makes me sad. I try to give them cuddles when I can, but its just not the same.
I mean, this weekend, I went away for one night, the first time I've had any time to myself since Peter was born. I got back and my husband told me my big cat had pood IN MY SLIPPERS. Even right down into the toe. Its so gross. I thought only dogs did that!! So, obviously, neither of us are happy with one another.
I just don't know what to do. I feel like there is not a lot of love between me and the cats. I thought it would get better over time, but its not seeming too. Part of me is tempted to put them down, but then I've always hated it when people get rid of their pets because of their own convenience. And yet I feel the cats are unhappy. I could try to find another home for the little one, she is quite adaptable. But the big one would fret and just not cope in anywhere new. He is very dependent on me.
Just after anyone else's experiences or views. Thanks for letting me rant!