stuff and things
So Tarball is still grieving Genzi, in his own kitty way. Still mostly via clinginess. I did some reading on cat grief and yeah, this is a fairly normal way cats can react to a loss. The stuff I read cautioned against getting a new cat however tempting it is, because trying to adjust to a new cat while stressed about the loss of the previous cat may not go well. Which does make sense. However, I have yet to find anything addressing our specific issue.
Which is - Tarball has never been alone before, and now he has to be alone regularly. When he was a kitten and afraid of going outdoors, we used the terrible looming threat of "Alone In The House" to get him outside. For his whole life, someone was ALWAYS around, no matter what. Now he has to be alone any time I go grocery shopping. Any time we run errands or go grocery shopping or anything. I suspect this is being very hard on him, and I don't know how to fix it outside of bringing someone in so he doesn't have to be alone anymore. Would he reject a newcomer because he just wants Genzi back? Or would he be open to a newcomer because he needs feline companionship? I don't know!
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Two more days until I ride! *bouncebouncebounce* I hope I get to jump again!
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The upcoming LARP has some logistical problems attached to it, and much to my astonishment, I am actually finding my way through them. Mostly through luck, though, so my skill levels are still as low as ever.
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I can't remember if I've talked about this before. Well, I'm sure I have at some point. I'm not sure I've talked about it recently. So I've always had this problem and it's burbling up a lot lately. Or maybe I'm just being really aware of it. I am, apparently, completely incapable of believing that a person likes me. I ALWAYS find an excuse to write off apparent interest or affection as being not real or an illusion or something. The most in-my-face forms of interest will still look lukewarm to me. Anything that is in any way shaky or less out there or hesitant will look like disinterest to me. I will latch on to any hesitation like a dog to a bone and never EVER let it go. It will be proof positive that I am unlikable, unlovable, generally the kind of person who cannot have friends.
Being aware of this tendency is not helping me to stop doing this. I have no idea what to do about this.
Which is - Tarball has never been alone before, and now he has to be alone regularly. When he was a kitten and afraid of going outdoors, we used the terrible looming threat of "Alone In The House" to get him outside. For his whole life, someone was ALWAYS around, no matter what. Now he has to be alone any time I go grocery shopping. Any time we run errands or go grocery shopping or anything. I suspect this is being very hard on him, and I don't know how to fix it outside of bringing someone in so he doesn't have to be alone anymore. Would he reject a newcomer because he just wants Genzi back? Or would he be open to a newcomer because he needs feline companionship? I don't know!
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Two more days until I ride! *bouncebouncebounce* I hope I get to jump again!
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The upcoming LARP has some logistical problems attached to it, and much to my astonishment, I am actually finding my way through them. Mostly through luck, though, so my skill levels are still as low as ever.
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I can't remember if I've talked about this before. Well, I'm sure I have at some point. I'm not sure I've talked about it recently. So I've always had this problem and it's burbling up a lot lately. Or maybe I'm just being really aware of it. I am, apparently, completely incapable of believing that a person likes me. I ALWAYS find an excuse to write off apparent interest or affection as being not real or an illusion or something. The most in-my-face forms of interest will still look lukewarm to me. Anything that is in any way shaky or less out there or hesitant will look like disinterest to me. I will latch on to any hesitation like a dog to a bone and never EVER let it go. It will be proof positive that I am unlikable, unlovable, generally the kind of person who cannot have friends.
Being aware of this tendency is not helping me to stop doing this. I have no idea what to do about this.