|In which I am apalled
||[Oct. 3rd, 2006|10:56 pm]
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Did I say appalled? I'm sorry. Livid. I meant livid.
Look at this post in davis_square.
And I quote: We are looking for a home for our 8-year-old male cat.
We've added children to our home in the last 2 years and he's super child friendly -- but he really, really needs more attention than we can give him. He would do best in a household without children and would do fine with other animals as we've had other cats most of the time we've had him.
Then, look at the photos. They let their child sit on the cat. Look at the first one, especially. Look at his ears. That is one very unhappy cat.
They're having litterbox issues with him? They're lucky. If I were that poor boy (whose name is not mentioned in the post), I'd probably trash the place when they weren't home and then leave a bunch of plastic buckets half full of water in strategic locations about the house.
He's 8. I'm guessing they've had him since he was a kitten. And the past two years, OMG they have a BAYBEE so the poor kitty? Ignored.
Which is probably better for him than when the kid starts noticing him. Gee, you let some kid's diaper-covered ass sit on your cat, and you wonder why he's not happy? Funny how so many people I know - including my own parents - managed to raise children and happy cats. And all of these children learned to respect cats and treat them nicely.
And would not let them sit on the poor things.
This is why I was psyched that, for the first time, the United Way campaign at work allows us to select our own charities to give to. Because previously, they only let us donate to homo-sapiens-based organisations...this year, my money's going to the MSPCA.
I hate people. Now, more than ever.
Edit: His name is Red. Poor, poor Red.
So they should...keep the cat instead of making an effort to get him into a cat-friendly family? Or they shouldn't have had kids? I'm honestly lost here.
Maybe they should stop letting their kid sit on the cat and take pictures of it.
If the cat isn't happy, yeah - find a new home. But it's obvious why the cat's unhappy. They let their kid use it as a chair or a pony.
Well, yeah, that goes without saying- but I'd think it would be a good thing they were trying to find the cat a new home in this instance, right? That's why I'm confused.
I think that probably goes without saying, too-I think it was just a general vent that having an animal is a lifelong commitment, and probably best left to those who can make (and keep) that commitment. But yes, things often do happen that you might not have planned when you first got the pet, and certainly it is good that they are doing this rather than, say, just bringing it to a shelter and being done with it.
Yeah, I think that's what I meant. I shouldn't type tired.
Or find a way for the child and cat to co-exist. It can be done. I have seen it. I have two long-standing, real-life, friends who had cats (multiple) first, then kinds. Or dogs; I have some of those as well. Point is, you don't get rid of someone because of someone else. How about teaching the kid to respect the cat? How about setting boundaries? How about that little word "no" once in a while? Taking photos of it indicates, to me at least, that they are not only not
trying to teach the kid basic manners and respect for other living things, but they are encouraging it (oh, how cute, let's take a photo rather than, oh, I don't know...reprimand the child and rescue the cat).
It's something of a symptom of the rudeness and entitlement that's becoming rampant in the world.
If I ever have a kid, which is statistically unlikely but not impossible, I will also have cats. I won't get rid of any of the cats because, as cat_whisperer
so eloquently phrased it, adopting a cat is a committment for life.
And I won't get rid of the baby if the cats take offense.
But I will teach them to get along. Because you have to do that in life.
find a way for the child and cat to co-exist. It can be done
My parents had a cat who was about 1.5 years older than me (I'm the oldest). They told me in no uncertain terms that I had to get along with Clyde, becuase the cat had seniority, and if we couldn't work it out, then *I*'d be the one to go.
I believed them.
The nuns at the convent-run preschool never quite knew what to make of me, particularly when I came crying to them one day over who-knows-what. They tried to reassure me that if there was a real problem my parents would get rid of the cat. "Nooooo" I wailed, "the cat was there first!!!!!"
Two more points: 1) as a small child (though older than that), I used to have fun chasing the cat around the house to make that fire-engine noise. 2) when Clyde finally got old and sick, the last few months before my parents had him put to sleep, it was with me that he always wanted to curl up. I didn't necessarily appreciate it at the time (this was right after he got flea baths and was wet and smelly) but definite affection...
That is a wonderful story...thank you.
IMO, when you bring an animal into your family, you make a commitment to that animal and unloading him or her into a new home just because you have a child isn't right. Especially an eight year old cat- most people want kittens and think a cat that old is on death's doorstep so he'll more than likely have a difficult time being adopted. I'm glad these folks are trying to find the cat a home rather than just booting him out the door and expecting him to survive but it still shows a rather cavalier, "animals are disposable" attitude that I personally find distasteful.
2006-10-04 11:56 am (UTC)
Re: not speaking for Coco but...
No, you're pretty much speaking for me...