Wednesday, February 8, 2012
A Kitty to Love
After about a year living in our house, we spontaneously adopted the most adorable and personable black cat, Shakespeare, and welcomed him to our fold. They seemed to like each other. Maybe it was the familiar smell of the Humane Society that made them kindred spirits, who knows. They slept together in sunbeams, they played together, they ate together - a happy little duo these two made. Until about 6 months ago. Six months ago, everything changed for this couple.
So we've tried everything we can to make them like each other again. We've segregated them for lengthy times, we've integrated them for lengthy times, we've forced them, in a supervised capacity, to spend time together, we've purchased and installed hormone diffusers, and we've taken them to the vet and introduced medication in hopes of calming them. To no avail. They simply cannot live together in harmony any longer. Sadly the other cats are cluing in as to who the weaker link is in this terrible equation as well and Tabouleh is starting to act out. Unfortunately, it looks like we have to find another home for the Tubster.