Saturday, October 13, 2007
The Ol' Switcheroo....
Sere would not adhere to the litter box standard. Rather than turn her into a gear shift cover, or snake food, we attempted to train her to use the litter box. Since I posted last Saturday, she's basically been confined to the garage with a litter box on one side of the room, and her food on the other.

We left her in there, and would only bring her in when we could keep a constant eye on her. It made no difference. The minute someone's back would turn, she'd use the closest piece of furniture as a toilet.

So we called the adoption center, and explained the situation. They told us that this was a behavioral issue, and possibly territorial. They said that since we're a two cat family, it sounded as if Sere would do better in a single kitty atmosphere. And they told us to bring her back.

The whole family loaded up in the car, and we all sadly trekked back to the adoption center. Ashton had a really hard time with this decision, but I must say she was a big girl about it. The minute we brought Sere in and put her back in the adoption arena, families that were checking out available pets were swarming over her cage and commenting on her. Ashton was crying and one of the pet consultants handed her a kitten to try to distract her.

yeah. The kitten has come home with us. Our thinking is that maybe the baby kitten won't have the territorial issues since he's so young. The adoption center knows that if he refuses the litter box, then we'll have to bring him back as well, and everybody is good with the outcome of the decision. They didn't try to make us feel bad about returning Sere or anything. They completely understood and told us that they would rather adoptive families return the cat to them rather than turn the kitty out.

So now we have Olivia AND an 8 week old kitten. We're having to reacclimate Olivia to the new kitty. Right now she's regarding him as a tasty snack. And I'm sorry to say that the new kitten seems to be a little on the insane side.

His name is "George" and he really helped the kids accept the sadness of returning Sere.

The best part of the whole situation is that as we were filling out the paperwork on George, Sere got adopted by a family that has no other kitties.

HAPPY ENDINGS ARE GREAT!

**thanks to everyone who had advice on ways to help us keep Sere. It didn't work out, but I do appreciate your help!

Pictures of George coming soon. He's got a loopy look on his face most times. I sure hope the camera picks up his expression....
 
posted by Norman at 12:29 PM | Permalink |


7 Comments:


  • At Sunday, October 14, 2007 1:01:00 AM, Blogger Pumpkin

    Ach, I'm so glad that things turned out well.....it can be heartbreaking when pet adoptions don't go as planned!!

    Now George sounds a lot of fun, and yeah, get a picture of the loopy expression...I live my 'desperate-for-a-pet-life' vicariously through your posts you know!!!!!
    x

     
  • At Sunday, October 14, 2007 6:11:00 AM, Blogger Marni

    Cannot wait to see George! And am happy that Sere was adopted... I just hope she doesn't poop on their stuff, too! Bless her heart.

     
  • At Sunday, October 14, 2007 9:50:00 AM, Blogger Freak Magnet

    That Sere got adopted again so quickly put a smile on my face. It's nice to know the adoption agencies care about what's best for the cat.

    The vet told me if I got another cat, it would have to be a kitten, and we'd have to hope Calley's mothering instincts would take over, as she'd hiss and spit at any other cat I'd brought home. Enter Sebastian, who fit in the palm of my hand. She never acted like his mother, but like a mature older sister who looked down upon his antics.

     
  • At Sunday, October 14, 2007 3:24:00 PM, Blogger coffeypot

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  • At Sunday, October 14, 2007 3:26:00 PM, Blogger coffeypot

    Damn! And I was looking forward to my gearshift cover, too. But I am glad you got a new one. I believe animals need a partner for company.

    I know Freak Magnet was joking. That's why I said I was bad. I am, you know. If I had thought she was serious I would have sent No-Neck Guido over to her house and had her legs broken.

    Besides, she looks too pretty to me mean.

     
  • At Sunday, October 14, 2007 3:28:00 PM, Blogger coffeypot

    Well, that should have been "...pretty to be mean."

     
  • At Monday, October 15, 2007 7:56:00 AM, Blogger Freak Magnet

    Coffeepot - I don't think Norm is mean. Quite the opposite. And know when my cat starts losing control of her bowels on a regular basis, she's going down. I'm the bitch.

     
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