It has come to a point now that I feel the need to put my feelings down on ‘black & white’, I have always been the type of person that is absolutely disgusted by people that give their pets away because they no longer have the time for the animal or they have decided to have kids & cannot deal with both responsibilities.
Who does that? I mean you don’t take the responsibility on lightly, I remember when I made the decision to get my kitty Charlie Chaplin I gave it massive thought. I worked out the costing of owning an animal and how it would affect my life. I even went as far as finding a cattery before I got him so that when I went away I knew he would be safe and well looked after – I do also think he likes Moira, his surrogate mother at The Cat Hotel more than he loves me, but that is beside the point 😉
So back to the current ‘issue’ I have at hand, I have this beautiful, fluffy, ginger kitty with the most phenomenal personality (he gets this from me of course)… I do not know what to do with him.
Well I do know what to do, I want to keep him for myself but I am unsure of whether I am doing it for selfish reasons, because he fills the gaps and makes me feel happy when I am home.
Charlie is the type of cat that absolutely loves attention and love, mostly my fault because I have treated him like a little baby and have spoiled him rotten since the day I got him. We have been through so much together in the last 18 months that I have had him.
It has been milling around in my mind for quite a few months that he gets lonely, I know everyone says that cats do not get as lonely as what dogs do and they generally can entertain themselves.
I have seen how he gets, generally when I go away or out on a regular basis. The cat knows! Shower = out, hairdryer = out, packing bag = out, sound of keys = out, me = guilty and yes he mopes about while I am getting ready and I can see the attitude changes. It. Breaks. My. Heart.
On occasion when I have fetched Charlie from The Cat Hotel he has been out and about with the other cats, which is really only done if the cats are relaxed around each other, and I can see he is in his absolute element, my cat is a social creature, he loves to ‘chat’, play (attacking at the ankles and an occasional bite to the neck counts as playing) and he clearly loves playing with the other cats.
I keep thinking it is selfish of me to keep him for my own personal benefit, and the biggest fear that I have if I had to give him away is where he would go. If my parents were taking him I would at least know that I will see him again, but I do not think my boy would survive in the Transkei, I walk him with a leash and put ribbons in his hair – he’s a pansy! Oh and my parents have two female ginger cats… all that ginger under one roof!
This last weekend when I went away to Durban I took Charlie to Moira for the weekend and mentioned to her that I was considering finding him a new home, I told her that I cannot deal with him going to someone that I don’t know. When you get the following response it’s both wonderful as well as even more heart breaking “if you ever had to find Charlie a new home I would take him in a heartbeat because he really has a lovely unique personality” – who gives away a cat that is clearly such a special creature? My eyes well up as I type this.
Ultimately I am the only one that can make this decision, I just hope it is the right one when I do make it.
And with that I still am in a crossroad as to what that decision should be…