After a very long trial period, it doesn’t look like I am going to be able to keep the cat that someone left on Kari‘s doorstep ages ago. The cat known as Umlaut Chino Tagert New-Kitty Bitch-Cat Bastard, and, more recently, Adolf.
He is a very cute, very sweet, very playful, people friendly cat. He sleeps by my side every night, and greets me at the door every day when I come home. He is fixed, box trained, is very good about not getting on counters or tables, and knows to keep his nose out of your plate when eating. He doesn’t tear up the house, doesn’t get into things he shouldn’t, and is for all purposes a very good cat. Were he my only cat, I would most assuredly not be making this post.
The problem is this. He doesn’t get along with other animals. Let me rephrase that, he hates other animals. I have tried everything to get him and Toby to get along. I sit with them both, making them sit close by in order to get scratches. I feed them near eachother. I encourage them to sleep together. I brush them with the same brush. I even tried wetting a towel and rubbing each of them down with it in order to mix their scents. Nothing seems to work. When Maiko still lived here, he didn’t get along with her either.
Both of the cats began to hide from him. They wouldn’t come out when he was nearby, and, on the rare occasion that they did, they would stay huddled in the corner. They wouldn’t eat, except when I was supervising. There were times when I would wake up in the middle of the night to find Toby cornered in the bathroom trying to use the litter box, and unable to do so because Umlaut wouldn’t let him leave.
The deciding factor occurred this evening. I brought Toby out from under my bed against his better judgement. I had him in my lap and was petting him for quite some time. He eventually relaxed, and laid down. Umlaut came by to see what was going on. He wouldn’t take his eye off of Toby. I was petting them both, and everything was fine except that, on occasion, I would have to awve my hand in front of Umlaut’s eyes to get him to step the constant eye contact he was making with Toby. Eventually, Toby got down, and Umlaut immediately went to attack him. I held Umlaut down and petted him, trying to calm him down. When it seemed to be working, I loosened my grip, and Umlaut jumped off the couch. He tore after Toby, cornering him in the dining room. The rolled, and hisses, and clawed and fought. Toby ran away and Umlaut followed. I eventually broke up the all out cat fight occurring in my apartment. Toby ran and hid under my bed, and Umlaut walked away, clumps of Toby’s hair, and spot of blood littering the carpet. Umlaut was choking on a giant wad of Toby’s fur.
They aren’t playing. They are fighting. And it has been going on since I got him, just after Christmas. I have tried being nice, I have tried the squirt bottle, I have tried yelling, and I have tried physical discipline. Nothing seems to work.
I think it may have to do with the fact that Toby and Maiko are very shy cats in general, and are not willing to stand their ground, which leads Umlaut to overpower them every time. When Beanie was here, he and Umlaut fought at first. Eventually, however, they were able to sleep in the same bed without incident a lot of the time. Granted, Beanie is a dog, and the other two are cats, which probably has something to do with it, but I think the fact that Beanie stood up for himself had a lot to do with it as well.
Umlaut is locked in Jaclyn’s old room for the night. Toby is terrorized with him in the apartment. He isn’t sleeping, isn’t eating, and has scars all over his body.
Umlaut really is a great cat, as long as he doesn’t have any other animals to contend with.
If anyone is looking for, or knows someone who is looking for, a very good, very well trained, very friendly cat, and doesn’t have any other pets that freely roam about the house, please contact me via email. I am going to be sad to see him go, but I don’t think I have any other choice. Leaving him locked in a bedroom all the time is not a good situation, and neither is the constant cat fights, and the terror he instills in Toby. Even if you can’t take him, and wouldn’t mind spending a few minutes to help me out, please get the word out, either by telling your friends, or even a post of your own linking to this entry.
I wouldn’t lie to you. He really is an incredibly good cat, if only I didn’t have any other animals.
I’ll post pictures sometime over the next couple of days.