Throwing in the towel.

So, after 2+ years with Molly, I think I’m finally throwing in the towel, and am looking to find a new home for her.  This decision has been a long time coming (well over a year), but Sunday was the straw that broke the camel’s back:

Matt and I left Friday to go to Branson for a few days.  We have done this several times with Molly, and it has NEVER been an issue.  She’s such an independent cat that as long as she had food and water, she was happy.  Well, Sunday night, I’m sitting on the couch watching tv with a black comforter over my legs.  Molly jumps up onto the couch, makes to sit down at my feet, and proceeds to PEE ON THE COMFORTER!  She had JUST used the litter box.  Before you ask, she has just gotten over an UTI, but I don’t think that was it, and frankly, I just don’t care anymore.

To be perfectly honest, I don’t love her in the slightest.  She’s destroyed my house, and has never shown an ounce of genuine love or affection towards me.  I BEGGED Matt to let me get her, and she was so sweet at the Human Society, but the reason I got her was to have another companion.  I was lonely with Matt going to school and working full time, and thought a pet would also aid in keeping my depression and anxiety at bay.  I was wrong.

Despite my feelings towards her, I do think she deserves to have a loving home where she would be happy.  I just don’t think that’s with me.  She’s high maintenance and isn’t very affectionate.  She’s also black, which is another strike for her (black cats are really hard to get adopted). 

So, here’s where I plead for help.  If you know ANYONE at all that would be able to give her a loving home, please let me know.  I’ll provide everything- bed, litter box, carrier, food, etc.  I can’t bring myself to take her to a shelter, even if it’s a no-kill.  The thought of her stuck in a little cage breaks my heart.  This hasn’t been an easy decision, and the guilt is currently eating me alive.  I just don’t have the energy to deal with her anymore. 

2 thoughts on “Throwing in the towel.

  1. Sorry to hear that–though I can’t blame you. You’ve been much more patient than I would have been. If there is a next cat, try getting a male. They seem to be less high-strung; also, I swear cats bond with the owner of the opposite sex.

  2. Man, sorry to hear that. My cat also started peeing in the house, except it was on our carpet, and we had to rip it out. Not sure if I told you about that or not. I had her for 14 years and nobody would take her because of the issue and no shelter would take her because of the issue and her age. I had to put her down. I just couldn’t risk her peeing somewhere else and didn’t have any other option. Hopefully you can find another home for her, but I will NEVER have another cat ever again due to this. Cat pee is the WORST.

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