I have an 11 year old kitty Misty, nicknamed Catzilla by her vets office. She does NOT play well with others. It usually takes cats about 6 months to get acclimated, but she has refused ALL attempts. She knocked the snot out of my dad’s poor kitty, but after a year they just glared at each other from across the room. They had their own litter boxes at opposite ends of the house and were fed separately to keep the battles down to a minimum. She is much happier now that I am married and she is the only furbaby.

Our winter resident showed up yesterday and has her all in a huff again! Mr Green Anole shows up in our apartment every winter and suns himself daily on the safe bar to our sliding glass doors. He likes to taunt her by wagging his tail over the edge!

Anyhoo, I could NEVER part with my grumpy kitty, cause she’s my girl!

Krupke has been with you loyally and Java Bean is new kid on the block. I couldn’t understand my friend’s decision and I don’t understand this one. To me it seems very disloyal. Kind of like the middle-aged man who ditches his middle-aged wife for a newer, cuter, more affectionate model. Kinda says something about a person who does such things.

That’s just my $0.02, the full $0.02, not the editied down version.

Why did I edit my opinion in the first place? No, I am not afraid of the “fascist regime”. It’s that I tend to get very judgmental about all things pet-related and wanted to be careful not to offend either you or some other reader out there. And while I was horrified that it would even cross your mind to get rid of Krupke, it’s not like you were going to take him to the pound or throw him in a dumpster so I figured I would just shut my pie-hole and support you as I am sure it wasn’t an easy decision.

But since you said in today’s post that you “like to examine the uncomfortable truths of life”, I thought I’d say what I wanted to say originally. Although I do realize that what I say is not necessarily “truth” to anyone but myself.

All this said, I am glad, obviously, that you decided to keep Krupke.

The best thing you can do is ease the stress on your kitty. You found him a new home, you know your mom give good care, and he will be out of a threatening, stressful environment. AND you still get to see him when you visit. I dunno, it seems like a WIN-WIN situation to me.

I brought home a second cat 6 years ago and the two still don’t get along. The younger (and more affectionate) one still chases the older sometimes and it just ticks her off. Fortunately, it’s just a little hissing and not major fight. But they do not cuddle with each other, ever. Maybe cat friendships can form if you adopt two kittens at once and they grow up together, but getting them seperately, years apart doesn’t seem to work.

I’m sure Officer Krupke will be very happy to move to a peaceful “retirement home”.

I grew up with dogs and cats together (one or two of each at any given time) and siblings (3), and we NEVER had any kind of problems with any of the cats or the dogs. (The younger brothers – well, that’s a different story!)

So we adopted the cutest, most charming 6-month old lab-newfoundland mix from the shelter.

Can you see where this is heading?

The cat hates him. HATES him. In a “I will KILL you TO DEATH” way. Nothing, so far, has helped – including one incident where I got between the curious puppy and the enormously offended (read – pissed off) kitty and ended up in the emergency room.

The cat has since resided essentially in the basement. She seems content enough, but . . . it breaks my heart. We do everything we can to make her comfortable, including regular visitation and plenty of affection, but, well, it’s the basement.

And we’ve grown to love the dog, as well, and I can’t imagine having to choose between them.

*sniff*

You (and Officer Krupke) are so fortunate that your mom can provide a home where he can be an only child again. . .

I lurk here often and you are NOT a bad person! You’re doing what’s best for all three of you — and you found your kitty a new, loving home. You’d be a bad person if you just dumped him out into the street … which you didn’t.

Sometimes it just doesn’t work out with cats. After our Dusty died, we tried to find a new friend for our Maya. We brought home Delilah from the vet’s … and she turned out to be a big bitch! She terrorized Maya, who’s very timid anyway, and ripped out Maya’s fur. Delilah then sprayed all over the place – including on me! I’d never known female cats can spray, but yeah, they will if they feel they need too.

Needless to say, we returned Delilah to the vet after only a week. We weren’t nearly as patient as you! But she ended up in a home with lots of kids and where she was the only cat, so she now gets tons of affection without the competition. And Maya is happier, too. My husband wants to get another kitten, but I’m not so sure.

I’m sorry that you’re going through this, as I can relate to how difficult it is. But I think it’s great that you’re keeping Krupke in the family and can now enjoy Java’s love.

Good luck to you.

I have two cats from the same litter. At some point they started fighting, and making sounds where I truly thought they were killing each other. I was really worried because I was finding “battle wounds.” However, I was confused, because they also cuddle and bathe each other. I thought Jack, the boy, was the aggressor. Then I started to notice that sometimes Peach, the girl, egged him on by pouncing on him, batting at him, etc. when he was minding his own business.

Since I didn’t have any options for alternative living arrangements, I ended up getting their front paws declawed, which I never thought I’d do. They still fight like that, but now they can’t hurt each other nearly as bad.

Also, I truly think that for my cats it’s a game.

You’ve probably reached the best solution for you. Good luck!