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8 hours agoI hug the urn at night because she used to sleep in my arms
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Cake day: July 27th, 2023
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Thanks, I might get that when he’s finished the pills - that’s if it lets me without a script. It says one a day for 2 weeks but I was only given 8 so it might have to be every second day. (And from what I’ve seen it’s usually a couple times a week?)
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It brings me some comfort. It kind of feels sometimes like she’s still with me. And she hasn’t been forgotten about.
It’s awful. I’m always having to do unpleasant things that scared little animals don’t understand in order to help them.
Edit: Sorry, thought this was about fighting him to take the pill
First real wrangling of the beast… I got him to come over for food then scooped him into my crouched lap and dripped the pill crushed with water into his mouth the same way I used to with Melbcat.
No hissing or scratching but his squirming and fighting was frantic. Feel bad that I restrained him until he’d had it all before I let him go. He ran away and looked back a couple of times while I was apologetically calling but disappeared into the night utterly disgusted with me. I hope it hasn’t lost the trust I built up. I’m meant to do this every day 😔
But what am I supposed to do? Can’t let him be a scabby boy. No fosters want a ringworm cat because it would spread to their other healthy ones, and to have a separate ringworm section I’d have to surrender him to a no kill shelter. I can’t see him doing well there even if they accepted him.
I’m so shitty I returned Melbcat’s unused meds because one of them was a very effective anti-anxiety medication. It could really have helped me with this. I might have to try him on Zylkene to see if it helps him adjust to all this.
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I also called Griefline earlier because I’m missing my baby girl so much. This new crisis is overshadowing her but her loss is seeping through. In the quiet times I have I’m remembering her and holding her urn and really going through it. I wish I had the opportunity to slow down and deal with things.
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Cat was going to be taken last night or this morning but no foster place has been found yet. I agreed to give him the ringworm meds while the rescuer keeps looking. It puts off the difficult moment but drags out the guilt and uncertainty :(
Edit: Now the crazy neighbour has seen him with me and asked if it’s my cat. He’s at risk now. And he won’t take his pills.
Happy birthday!
I hate this. But colder weather is coming and I don’t want him out there for another winter with his bad chest. Either I take him in or allow someone else to 💔
1·1 day agoHelp to avoid needing to surrender your pet, or how to surrender if not avoidable
(VIC) https://secondchanceanimalrescue.com.au/surrendering/
https://rspcavic.org/surrendering-your-pet/
https://www.petrescue.com.au/library/articles/help-i-need-to-rehome-my-pet
(QLD) https://petwelfare.org.au/pets-for-life
https://petwelfare.org.au/rehome-a-pet
Community cat program https://petwelfare.org.au/community-cat-programs (free desexing and other things, such as helping carers of stray cats or semi-owned cats adopt officially)
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I’ve made the choice to give up the black cat to ensure that he has someone reliable to care for him. He deserves every bit of the same love and effort Melbcat got but it’s such a big commitment to foster or adopt right now and I don’t have it left in my tank.
It breaks my heart. I was picking out names for him, trying to think how I’d make it through the long repetitive work of ringworm treatment and planning to buy him a funny mushroom themed scratcher to celebrate when it was over. But I really can’t take a new pet on right now and need to make sure he goes to someone who is reliably able to care for him.
I hung out with him under cover feeding him and patting him during the storm, and he was asking to come in the house… Poor little man :( I hope he finds somewhere absolutely perfect for him and experiences all the joys of inside there. I love him too. I’m just not ready for him (or anyone) to take Melbcat’s place or to take on the responsibility. I never did manage to find out if he even has a microchip or his ‘owners’ are still around.
I’m definitely going to second guess this and fret about how he’s doing, whether he’s going to be adopted, wishing things had been different. I’m scared because shelters and rescues are so full and he has a few things going against him for adoptability. I won’t know where he is or be able to protect him.
But there’s a chance that this way he’ll end up getting a much better life than living on scraps of food and affection outside or living with someone who is so completely overwhelmed and not coping. I’m just trying to remember that the rescuers love cats to the point of going the extra mile like I do, and trust that his future owner sees how sweet and friendly he is the way I did.
Rescuers are coming either tonight or tomorrow to get him. I just hope he’s around.
An old one of Melbcat
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I have my feet flat on the ground and slowly shuffle to put it down, or stop in place until they move (I also tell them to move)
You’re doing so well man
Hey, I’m ok, just had a busy day getting my flu and covid shots.
Not an option unfortunately
I wish I could explain it to you but I can’t. Even the act of caring for someone or something you love can become a relentless grind that begins harming you.
It’s not just that. I have been powering through so many major life events overlapping for so many years now (didn’t really post about them) and people just kept dying around me. I’m beyond burned out. Just been endlessly in crisis and working overtime to manage everything and not even getting a moment to breathe before the next one starts.
I’m exhausted and have barely started grieving Melbcat but am now in yet another situation where I’ll have to work diligently and consistently for an extended time and experience setbacks… I just don’t think I can do it. And I don’t think I can commit to another pet again so soon.
It’s so painful because I do care about this goofy little goober and wish I could keep him. But I don’t think I can do it because I am breaking. And that’s another loss. At this point it feels like being punished for caring.
No, I feel like right now I just can’t take all of it on. I wish things were different but the timing was so bad.
I’ve washed and dressed it but have a decent history of infections getting out of control. And was feeling like and saying that I couldn’t take his care on even before this.
I’d like to catch a break at some point.
Yep. It keeps getting you