Does your Cat (or any pet) misbehave since caregiving your loved one?
Have you been required to take care of your loved one's pet after they have passed? Does your pet have cute antics that entertain your loved one?
And finally, has the cat or dog transferred their loyalty to your Mother?
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These roommate issues bring some strange reactions!
First, the addict roommate says something like: "I'm not moving, this is my apt. now."
Then the new roommate (who agrees to 'rehome' her cat if it doesn't work out), brings up that her cat is her support animal. Is that an implied legal defense or something? But she (like the other room mate, has given notice.).
Instead of rehoming the cat and staying.
I am just here to support you that they are very strange, it's not you! Don't even stop to doubt your sanity. It appears you are being used.
As for the empty front bedroom, put a lock on it and keep the door closed, imo.
You did not rent out that room to her or her cat. No need to grant access by default.
You say there was a written agreement about the cat? Well, boundaries would dictate that the cat must go now (preferably to a family member that can care for the cat until roommate moves out). It is amazing to me that roommate gets to keep her cat there just because she herself gave notice that she is moving?
Why, how is this even a consideration?
The cat has no legal standing, no rights in court to avoid eviction. Can you be tough about it? Ask animal control to weigh in, maybe they will come and get the cat?
Guess I would be talking to 'the good roommate' who referred this tenant to you.
Sorry that your space has been invaded again. And, they keep selling you a whole lot of B.S. to delay leaving.
8 year old Sherlock is in renal failure. On a renal diet, getting potassium, anti-nausea pills and getting syringe fed twice a day.
My thoughts are with you.
Barb - so sorry about Sherlock. Sounds like you are doing all that can be done for him.
Send, I just now saw your post from a month ago! It's unfortunate about the terrible cat I let in here. I knew better in my gut but I had a discussion with the owner and she seemed to understand she had to remove her if things didn't go well. Well, they moved out, so it's done. But I need to stand up for myself. It's tough for me, and just easier to ignore things and grit my teeth through it.
It was a surprise that this situation was bad, considering my previous experience with the previous roomie who was reference. It ended up that BOTH of them lived here due to their circumstances... and I didn't agree to double occupancy but again, I let it slide. Believe me, I'm thinking a lot about these things I let go on and how to remedy.
I have a great new roommate, and the new policy is -- No other pets will be considered, and multiple reference checks and background checks before anyone moves in. I've found if I sublet to students or recent grads, they are busy and productive in their own lives and are solid roomies. There are plenty of women who fit that description where I live who are looking for convenient housing. These have been learning experiences, for sure. But I have been disappointed with myself that I cannot be polite-but-assertive about enforcing boundaries.
Shelock seems better tonight. He isn't fighting the syringe feeding (and I've watched a couple of YouTube videos that have helped.
A few years ago, my cat Charlie needed to have syringe water feeding. Whew, I was so glad he cooperated, except for the times when he decides he's had enough and starts to walk away, out comes the syringe with water spraying everywhere :P I think cats know when something we do is helping them.
Does Sherlock eat the special food? Charlie refused it, so the Vet said let him eat wet food whatever he likes, better than not eating at all.
He's a rescue and has always been underweight (pretty clearly the runt of a feral litter). Hoping for the best.
We are leaving in 3 weeks time for an extended trip, so he will board at the vet and perhaps they will be able to do better than I.
I have a new great grand kitty named Oliver - black with white paws and front. - my granddaughter's new fur baby. Having a bed, crate etc. not needed since I lost Pumpkin, I gathered them up with some toys and gave them to Em (dgd). Oliver is very happy about that however, Rocky is not .
The day after I gave away Pumpkin's things (two days ago) Rocky peed on my bed. It went through a bed cover, 2 comforters, 2 sheets, a mattress cover, and the foam mattress which stopped it from reaching the actual mattress - thankfully.
I discovered it at bedtime so I hauled everything off the bed and took it downstairs and started the laundry going. I managed to clean the foam mattress, which was a relatively new one, with Lysol and peroxide. And I gave Rocky a spanking clean litter box just to be sure that wasn't the problem. She spent that night and every night since in the basement as she used to. When Pumpkin was lost I let her sleep upstairs at but no more!
I ordered a waterproof mattress cover, as I needed a new one anyway, and am making do with oddments for bedding till that comes and I haul all the clean bedding back up two flights of stairs to make up my bed.
Late this afternoon I walked by the door to the basement and smelled cat pee again where I hadn't all day. I went downstairs and couldn't locate the source of the smell other than it was downstairs. Aaargh!! I called dd who was in the middle of a good cry over a sensitive movie and said I needed her help to find and clean cat pee. Bless her, she came right over. She couldn't locate it either. We started sweeping and mopping and managed to eliminate the bathroom and the small bedroom and sort of located the smell to a general area in the main room. So pulled out some furniture and low and behold, couldn't see any puddles but found a dozen spring toys and some cloth mice. We cleaned that area twice and it's better but I am not sure it is gone.
Rocky had a blast playing with recovered toys. I took pain killers for an fm flare up in my legs from too many trips on the stairs.
Tomorrow is another day and we will try again. Wish me luck!
Golden, Divo showed me that he could be behavioral at times with pee/poo. If something in his little cat world was off and he wasn't happy about it, he would go on my bed, in my closet, or other places outside the litter box. It was after baths, trip to vet, and once when I was away for a week on vacation. If you rule out UTI and other things, you might have a similar situation.
In his last month, I think he was peeing in the living room. I noticed it more after he was gone. I bought a rug cleaner and pet stain remover and cleaned the rug 3 times. I can still smell faint urine smell in there and am just waiting to find a new area rug I like to replace it. Febreze spray (not the aerosol) on the rug keeps it to a minimum. It's a lot of work to clean up after, I sympathize!
gershun - the smell is no more, for now anyway.
glad -a UTI crossed my mind but the proximity of the deeds to the removal of Pumpkin's stuff was suspicious. I am waiting to see what happens. Rocky has done this before to send me a message.
ali - I think it is behavioural with Rocky. Fortunately I have hardwood on the top two levels and laminate in the basement which are much easier to clean.
The odd thing in the basement was that neither dd or I could see a puddle. Eventually as dd was sweeping - in bare feet no less - she felt the broom bristles were moist as they brushed her foot after sweeping a certain area, though we still couldn't see wet on the floor. We cleaned that area thoroughly and guess we got it as the pee smell is gone now.
I'm doing a thorough clean and some reorganization in the basement now, a little at a time. Hopefully Rocky will tolerate that. I am airing it out well hoping that the cleanser smell will be gone by bedtime.
My new mattress cover has arrived so there is that to do as well. When I was younger and without cfs/fm, this would not have big deal, of course. I want to rip into it all and get it done, but know that doesn't work for me anymore. So I will go at it slowly and gently. Don't like this part of aging at all. But, hey, I am grateful I can do what I can.
There are others who have lost their beloved cats to cancer, just this year.
You can read way back....
Thanks to you all for your support. Stay well.
I still remember my cats when I find little bits of cat hair in my material stash. They enjoyed sleeping on the flannel and other warm fabrics. I don't understand cat hairs on the embroidery skeins though. Perhaps they were artistically oriented cats.
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