Aargh
Rosalita (the new foster) really needs to be an only cat. She has slowly, slowly been learning slightly better manners towards poor Alfie and Clyde (i.e., not hissing the minute they come near), but she still doesn't speak their language. When she gets feeling frisky and playful, she is as manic as a kitten, and rather than do the kitty equivalent of a play bow, she just charges her nearest foster brother full throttle, which scares them both to death, and then we have a full blown two-cat hissy fit on our hands. So far I haven't felt safe letting her out of the bedroom when I'm not home (or awake) to supervise, so she stays cooped up in there overnight or whenever I'm out. She doesn't like it, but sorry, kitty, you be nice to my boys or you stay in your room by yourself.
She has been getting better though. I've been able to let her out for longer and longer periods of time without any major incidents. In fact, last night all three were doing so well with tolerating each other that I thought maybe I could finally trust her enough to leave her out overnight, and then I could move back into my bedroom. (Alfie, Clyde and I have been sleeping on the futon in the living room for the past month and a half while she's been shut in the bedroom at night.) But just as I was getting ready for bed, she suddenly erupted in an absolute fury for no discernable reason and charged both cats one after the other, hissing and whacking at them with both paws. I ran into the fray, shouting and clapping my hands to get her to stop. Alfie and Clyde wisely ran away into the living room while Rosalita ran into the bedroom, which she considers hers. I closed the door after her, and there she stayed for the night.
Shoot. I had really hoped I could move back into my bedroom. The futon is very comfy, but I hate having my living room be the place where I sleep. It's like my old crappy little apartment that I was so happy to leave, where the living room and the bedroom were the same.
I can't wait till this cat gets adopted. She really is a very sweet girl, as long as you're not another cat. Know anybody in the Chicago area who is looking for a nice female long haired tuxedo only cat? Here's her picture (fifth from the bottom):
http://www.adoptapet-il.net/meetthegirls.htm
She really needs a nice home all to herself.
She has been getting better though. I've been able to let her out for longer and longer periods of time without any major incidents. In fact, last night all three were doing so well with tolerating each other that I thought maybe I could finally trust her enough to leave her out overnight, and then I could move back into my bedroom. (Alfie, Clyde and I have been sleeping on the futon in the living room for the past month and a half while she's been shut in the bedroom at night.) But just as I was getting ready for bed, she suddenly erupted in an absolute fury for no discernable reason and charged both cats one after the other, hissing and whacking at them with both paws. I ran into the fray, shouting and clapping my hands to get her to stop. Alfie and Clyde wisely ran away into the living room while Rosalita ran into the bedroom, which she considers hers. I closed the door after her, and there she stayed for the night.
Shoot. I had really hoped I could move back into my bedroom. The futon is very comfy, but I hate having my living room be the place where I sleep. It's like my old crappy little apartment that I was so happy to leave, where the living room and the bedroom were the same.
I can't wait till this cat gets adopted. She really is a very sweet girl, as long as you're not another cat. Know anybody in the Chicago area who is looking for a nice female long haired tuxedo only cat? Here's her picture (fifth from the bottom):
http://www.adoptapet-il.net/meetthegirls.htm
She really needs a nice home all to herself.