Also known as Squeaks, The Orange One and Triangle Cat. I love her. I love all my cats. These little creatures were there with us month after failed month. They entertain us with hilarious fuzzy antics. They are and will always be our first children.
I brought one cat into this marriage, the Professor brought the rest. We never, ever, in a million years expected to be moving to NYC and facing rules and regulations on how many pets we can have in a home that we will own. We never expected one cat to suddenly stop jiving with the herd. We never, ever, expected to be facing these choices.
We are still in the process of buying our new place, but have reviewed the bylaws. There is a limit on how many cats you can have per unit and guess what? Our cat circus does does not comply. We have to rehome a cat.
My heart is breaking as I write this and the tears are flowing. I’m starting it on Sunday with plans to publish
Monday Tuesday, because I know I’ll need a full 24 48 hours to get it all out.
Our little orange triangle cat has been miserably unhappy for quite a while now. At one point all cats lived in relative harmony as long as the Feliway was kept fresh, the feeding schedule was maintained, equal love and play was bestowed upon all and the water fountains were kept clean. While they might not have been thrilled that there was a disproportionate number of felines to laps, they made it work.
But things started to change. Newton started acting out, clearly jealous of the others. While the others are happy to sit by and wait for her turn to be petted, Newton will bolt into the room and start posturing whatever cat is being loved on. She wants the love and does not want to share. I can’t blame her, quite frankly. The bad behavior only occurs when other cats are around and being paid attention to and is making it clear that Newton wants to be an only cat.
We have tried everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, to find a way around this. And then we got word we were moving to NYC. And then we read the bylaws And then we realized that the only fair and right thing to do is to find Newton a good forever home where she can be an only cat. Where she can rule the food bowl, where all petting is bestowed entirely upon her, where she is the sole funker-upper of the water bowl.
We had hoped that the Professor’s former roommate who had bonded with Newton would be open to adopting her. Unfortunately, he recently received a pink slip at work and is unsure where life is taking him. My parents have offered to take her, but want us to first try to find her a forever home elsewhere. Their cat of 21 years recently passed away and they really are hesitant to bring another creature into the house so soon.
So we continue to search. I’ve shared this blog with quite a few friends who know me well and now I’m sharing on the off chance one of them is looking for a feline companion or knows someone who is looking for a buddy.
Newton is a FEMALE 7 year-old domestic long hair who needs a forever home where she will be the only pet and get lots of love. She also needs to always be an indoor cat as she is not the brightest and I don’t think would last very long in the outdoors. Newton LOVES PETTING. She loves to sleep all splayed out on something soft. She reminds my mom of the Cowardly Lion.
Newton squeaks more than meows and is a little bit ditzy. Sometimes we call her “Bubbles” because it just fits! She loves to talk and really loves to hang out while you cook dinner and “chat.” She is a little scruffy and a lot fluffy. Her tiny little mouth has a hard time keeping up with all her fluff so she needs brushing a few times a week. She is great with little kids and will tolerate all kinds of play and petting the wrong direction.
Newton is a good cat and uses the litter box like a champ, never straying outside of it. She is a good eater but can’t be free fed as she will just gobble until it is all gone. She gets two meals a day – breakfast and dinner – plus treats because who does not want treats?! She loves her water fountain (which we will make sure she comes with) and she loves to play with toys on a string and her kick-a-roo.
I used to advocate for responsible pet ownership and adoption. Actually, I still do, I’m just not as involved in local organizations as I once was. Because of this, I’ve seen a lot of crazy and will not adopt to just anyone, nor will I just “take her to the shelter” as some have suggested. Newton will only go to a loving home where we trust she will be cared for with nothing but kindness and respect.
As you know, we are in Lexington, KY and I’m really pregnant so transporting Newton somewhere like Oregon might be tricky, although for the right home we would certainly try our best! Email if you might be interested or have a family member who would be.
I do rest a little easier knowing that if no one is able to take my Triangle, my parents are willing to step up, but this is still hard, hard, hard. Part of me feels like a failure, but the other part knows it is right. We can’t smuggle cats into our new place – even if you own the home they can still toss you out, or at least make your life hell. Add to the mix that Newton is clearly not a happy camper in the current arrangement and deserves to live out her years in a home where she is the only fuzzy creature getting petted and the solution seems clear. Sigh… I’ve edited, deleted, rewritten, etc this a zillion times. Here goes publish…