Sad Kitty, Sad Me

It's pathetic I know. But this blog has turned into a place for me to rant about my mentally ill cats. Read on if you dare....

What a bummer. AJ and I just got back from a great trip to see my sister and her husband in Virginia. APY was coming home from a football game at the same time (granted it was a pretty pathetic football game, but his mood is mostly unaffected by these things). AJ was so excited to see her daddy and we were all happy to be together in the same house again.

And then we went to the basement to visit Jackie O. I just do not know what is going on in this cat's head. During Andy's 32-hour absence, she had pooped and peed outside her litter box in multiple places. Some of it was diarrhea. She had also thrown up three huge piles of food. So maybe she was sick? Or maybe she was so stressed out by our absence that it made her sick? Or maybe she was really pissed off at us for leaving so she acted out by not using the litter box? My best guess is some combo of all three.

I was exhausted by the end of the night - like, the husband put me to bed weeping, and then I passed out from sheer pregnant lady-travel exhaustion. So why was I up so much in the night? Because Jackie O was yowling loudly in the basement for attention. For hours. Finally APY took Uncle Ben down there to remind her why she lives in the basement. And yeah, she still hates him.

Tonight we were visiting her in the basement. We spent so much time with Jackie today, visiting, petting her, brushing her, playing with her, just hanging out. We wanted to restore her positive mental outlook, I guess. And at the end of tonight, didn't she walk over to her litter box, stand next to it and pee on the floor. WTF??? What do I do here??? I can't rehome a cat with litter box and depression issues who hates other cats and children. I am having a baby in three months and my husband and I are not going to have the time or energy to freaking clean the carpet every single day or visit a desperate and needy cat who yowls all night.

I don't know what to do. I can't bring myself to take her to the shelter. I do love her so much. But something in this situation needs to change before our little baby arrives!!! I am praying for some sort of answer to arise. Hopefully it does so soon.

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