this little guy’s name is oliver. i met him two weeks ago and decided to foster him until he finds his furever home. i’m kinda also, maybe looking for another feline. i rather not adopt until i know what i’m getting. he’s a very sweet boy, but last night was brutal!
he laid on my chest and lap for about two hours just snuggling with me and then when i put him down for bed, he. went. crazy. i already have two cats and being in a strange home with new smells he was anxious and stressed. i gave him a few drops of rescue remedy to calm him down.
i stayed up until 4:30 in the morning, rocking, swaying and trying to get him to go to sleep and nothing! i swear it was just like being awake with a newborn. makes me wonder about people who have more than one kid, how they do it. he made his way into the back of my closet and that’s where he peacefully slept for the rest of the morning.
should you put your crying baby in the closet? yes, but make sure you leave the door ajar so it can get some fresh air. seriously though i removed the shoes from my closet and put a litter box, his blanket, his food bowl and a cat bed in there for him to sleep on. it’s not cruel, but that’s where he is currently happy. he does and can come out when he wants. i bring him out for a while so we can cuddle and so he doesn’t think that’s his new home.
he really is a sweet boy though, besides the growling and hissing. he is used to being around cats, but is not quite ready to hang around my two big kids. hopefully soon.