My heart is breaking because we have to let go of one of our cats, Milla. She has been a part of our family for 8.5 years - almost as long as me and Magnus have been together. And I know you shouldn't play favorites but I can't help it: she's my favorite cat of all time. However she hasn't coped well with the newest addition to our family - the baby - and she has been in a constant state of stress ever since the baby arrived. That makes almost 6 weeks now.
She has started to pee around the house probably to mark her territory - twice on a carpet, 4 times into an armchair (always the same one), once on a towel that had fallen on the floor and now into the baby's car seat (lucky thing we could remove the cushions and wash them). We took her to the vet earlier this week to make sure there was nothing physically wrong with her, such as urinary infection or bladder stones, but the vet told as that she was perfectly healthy and it was all probably just down to stress. She recommended some kind of kitty tranquillisers for her, but we didn't think doping her was an option (in our experience trying to give cats medicine is another stress factor in itself and not a long term solution).
The thing is we have found her a new home and if we don't act on it soon they will get another cat from some place else and then Milla would be left homeless or we would have to put her down, which we don't want to. She is such a lovely cat and an amazing persona otherwise, and everybody loves her. So we had to make a hard decision of either giving her away now when she has a new home or keeping her longer and hoping the stress would ease soon and later maybe face putting her down. We picked the first alternative. I still feel like shit though, even if I try to reason to myself that we can't live like this anymore and it's not good for Milla to be in such a constant state of distress.
And I can't keep getting out of bed in the middle of the night to see where she is peeing every time I hear a noise when the baby is also keeping me awake and I'm all the time tired. I also don't want to fear all the time where she will pee next - in our bed, the baby's bed or his stroller, on the sofa...
So tomorrow we will be taking her to her new home. She will become a companion cat in a small senior home with 10 residents as well as the nurses. She will also have the option of going outside - something she can't do here in the city. She is such a little princess and diva that she will probably (hopefully) enjoy all the attention she will get. And the best thing is we get to visit her any time we want.
This has been one of the hardest decision of my whole life - but sometimes the right decisions aren't the easiest ones to make. My gut tells me we are making right by everyone though and it would be selfish to keep her here when she so obviously is not ok. I still love her to bits and even the thought of tomorrow makes me want to cry.