I have never felt more horrible writing a forum post in my life.
I rescued a cat on Monday, and I cannot stand this cat. I'm so confused at this cat's behavior, as I spent three hours (on two separate days) with this cat before adopting it and did not see any of this. I was told by the foster parents and the rescue that she was calm, practically silent, and required "hardly any attention" to the point of where she's "comfortable being in a room alone for a week" (PSA: I would never leave a cat alone in a room for a week, I just wanted a cat that was low-key).
This could not be the farthest from the truth. I've had cats and dogs my entire life, and I have never had an animal that has driven me bonkers like this.
She needs constant attention. I've never even had a dog that requires this much attention. I don't mean petted, I mean on top of you 24/7, and if she's not on top of you, she's hissing at you or yowling so loud that you can hear her outside of the house. My neighbors are retired and at home all day; on Wednesday I came home and she was at my door waiting for me to let me know that the cat yowled for 6 and half hours without stopping, while I was at work. She "suggested I get it under control". The yowling does not stop once someone is inside the house, unless you let her climb on top of you...
...which brings me to my next issue. She is front paw declawed (she was already declawed when I adopted her) and has been scratching me with her back leg claws on my upper thighs. She is not trying to get on or off of me, she is literally walking up to me, turning around, and scratching my thighs. Out of the five times that she's done it this week, three have drawn blood, one time to the point of bleeding through my pants. She is also biting my face and going for my jugular when I allow her to lay on me. She only has her canines left, but man am I surprised how much those suckers can hurt, which, again, brings me to my next issue...
Yesterday, I watched a neighbor girl for her mother for 20 minutes. I know that my cat is having behavioral issues, so I put her in the second bedroom with a baby gate up. The neighbor girl sat in my recliner watching tv - her hands were not waving, she wasn't making a sound, she was completely entranced by the tv. I had to get up to go to the bathroom. My cat looked through the gate to check and make sure I wasn't there, saw I was around the corner in the bathroom, jumped over the gate, ran over to the little girl, and bit her hand, hissed, and ran away from her. Her mother was nice enough about it when she picked her up, but later texted me telling me that she had to give her daughter medicine for it.
I am licensed to adopt and take in older children where I live, and I absolutely cannot have animals in the house that are attacking children. I currently don't have any children in the house, but if a placement comes up, I take it. Yesterday I text the rescue and told her what happened - I called her on Wednesday due to the yowling/scratching issue, so she was already aware of that - and told her about the little girl being bit. I reminded her that I had told her in my in person interview that I will have children in and out of the house and that is my first priority, and I need a cat that can handle that. I told her if the behavior doesn't change that I will have to "discuss my options" with her.
Personally, I feel that her text message response is blaming me for her behavior. She stated "She's just stressed. You shouldn't be introducing anyone until she is comfortable with you and her new place. She has never exhibited any of that type of behavior before with anyone else but if it doesn't work, you can meet other cats. You need to learn to be patient and just let her come to you". Please note that I have already had an hour long phone conversation with her about the fact that I don't seek the cat out at all, and describing all of the above behaviors I've been experiencing. I only let the cat come to me, the problem is she is attacking me every time she comes to me.
Please note that I have confirmed with vet that she is healthy and none of this is related to illness.
It makes me feel even worse when I know how great of a cat she has been in the past with everyone except for me, apparently. I am an animal lover so all I keep thinking about is how horrible I'm making this cat feel, and there's nothing I can do to fix it. I know this cat isn't a bad cat. She deserves to be in a home that she feels comfortable and she is loved. I've seen her as a great cat, but this cat I have in my house and the cat that I met is not the same cat.
I took Friday off work so that I could continue the 're-introduction to the home' process, in hopes things changed. I started on Thursday night after the neighbor girl left. So far, nothing has changed; if anything, her yowling has increased. One thing I would like to point out about my home is that I live in a very, very busy area. I am 4 metres from a fire department and police department, one block away from 4 schools and a 24/7 petrol station, and I'm surrounded by flats. There is noise constantly where I live. She has lived for the past two years with a foster family on a quiet, nice dead-end road surrounded by small houses. There's nothing I can do about the noise, and I'm really starting to think this is what it causing all of the problems.
I know I'm supposed to give her time to adjust and it's only been a week, but I honestly don't want this cat anymore. It's really difficult to want a cat when you're covered up in bandages and you (and your neighbors) can't sleep because of feral-cat style yowling. I don't know what to do vs. what's right, and I just need guidance. I emotionally feel horrible about this; I'm not someone who cries, but I've cried about this about every other day since I got her. Everyone just keeps yelling for me to 'give her time!', but I'm completely drained.
I'm giving her the next three days, but if this doesn't stop I just won't be able to take it anymore and I'll be calling the rescue to take her back. I'm so incredibly stressed out and I feel like a prisoner in my own home.
Please tell me I'm not alone in this.
