On Saturday morningI am going to have to take one of my very loved cats to the local shelter. She can't stay with us any longer and it is my fault.

I had to move from our large and roomy 2 bedroom apartment because I had to have mother move in with me and space is now at a premium.

We are now suffering from an overcrowding situation and the 3 cats just are not adjusting. The tension between these cats is intense and today they fighting started. The youngest female attacked the 13 year old male persian, twice.

I have known in my heart that this was going to happen. I do not want to do this but it is the only fair thing to do---for all 3 of them.

They are all suffering. The youngest is the most agressive right now, so I think she is the best one to remove.

I have never been to the shelter. I don't know how to get there even with directions. I am already in a state of panic and anxiety along with the guilt of what I'm about to do.

This weekend is going to really suck! I am so upset over this but I really have no choice. Keeping all 3 is unfair to all of them. This way, she can go to a home with room to be a kitty and the 2 boys still here will have the room they need to be kitties too!

Dam it this sucks. In the big picture of life I know this is not very important but it sure feel like sh#*t to me.

OH GOD I HATE TO HAVE TO DO THIS ! ! ! ! ! !

Herc,

I'm so sorry. You are doing what's best for all the kitties, just remember that - you are being a responsible pet owner. If we were neighbors, I'd take kitty for you, I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff.

Best,
Rachel

Oh Rachel, how kind of you. This really sucks. But I Know you are right and so am I. This is the only thing I can do.

But I will be having my breakdown. I think I will schedule it for tomorrow afternoon. Then when mom takes her nap she won't notice the "pillow screaming"

Let yourself grieve. Another grieving. So much d*mn grieving....

I just adopted a cat from the shelter. Fang (aka Bud), he's here with me and happy after a couple of weeks.

His family gave him up because he was fighting with the other kitties. Funny coincidence?

Herc,

I do know how hard this is. I had to bring 2 of mine to the shelter once. Long story, long time ago, but none the less it still hurt. I sat on the floor in the shelter for an hour holding them and crying, till they finally told me I had to leave.

Do your grieving, crying and screaming, it's good for the soul......Many warm soft hugs coming your way......

She

Thanks guys. I knew you would understand and be supportive. The 1st thing that came into my mind when I woke up this morning, I can't do it. I just can't take her.

But I know that for the health and wellfare of not only my mom, myself and the other kitties but for Fancy. She can't be very happy either.

As we all know, living under stress is not healthy. I don't think it matters whether you are animal or human. Stress is stress and not good for you.

This has put a heavy burden on me and the guilt is tremendous, but I know it is the right thing to do. It just hurts to much!

I'm so sorry you're going through this Herc. Giving up an animal is like losing a part of your family. I've been there too. I too send my hugs your way. Take care of yourself during this painful event and remember that we are here for you.

You are in my thoughts, Morgan

Herc, thinking about you and what you have to do today.

In my thoughts!

Well, I was right, I'm in a raging panic/anxiety attack.

But I am so proud of how I handled myself going to the SPCA and turning my beautiful kitty over to them. Of course, before it was over I was crying, but I managed to keep it under control until I got home. Much to my surprise I've yet to break down. I am numb. Totally numb. I am so dam sad. My heart is aching-----guess I'm not as numb as I thought I was. But no tears yet.

I know in my heart I've done the right thing for all concerned. Any question about that was answered by the way my other 2 cats are changing. They are relaxed. No pacing. Didn't realize they were pacing til they stopped. They are fine. Mom is fine. I on the other hand, well, I'm a wreck.