So we decided to get a new cat. I first came across Casper back in March when I was in Lewiston with a friend. We had to go to Petco for something and there he was. He looked exactly like Fergus and he tugged at my heart strings.
I did get the foster mom's contact information, but didn't do anything with it. I was feeling guilty of even thinking of getting another animal. Abner and Cauchy seemed to be really happy and content and I knew adding another would be hard. Jason and I talked about it occasionally, but made no action.
However we also know that Abner and Cauchy are older and it would be easier to add a cat to the mix now then when something happened to one of the others.
So we were down in Lewiston one day and just decided to stop by Petco and see if he was there for adoption. He wasn't. Part of me was relieved and part of me wasn't. Come to find out after talking with the foster parent, he had been pulled from adoption because he was having skin issues and had been on medication. She told us that he would probably be available in two weeks after he had been off the medication for a period of time and they would see if the skin condition returned.
So a little while later, I emailed the foster mom just asking for an update. He had no occurrence of the skin condition, which they think was related to stress, and he was available for adoption. Jason and I decided we wanted to meet Casper.
We made the 30 minute drive from Moscow to Lewiston, the whole time I was fighting my emotions and guilt. Casper started off friendly and loving the attention, then he got defensive and started attacking and hissing. We asked if we could move him to a quieter part of the store (if it actually existed). He calmed down again and would be fine, then would freak out again. One of his freak out moments, he actually bit me pretty good. I got 2 puncture wounds on the top of my left hand and some pretty good scratch marks on the left palm. I left drops of blood on my way to the bathroom. After getting that all cleaned up, I went back to meet up with Jason and Casper. Now I was really conflicted, but watching Casper helped. I knew the attack was purely situational and not a reflection of his personality.
We decided to take the leap and adopt him.
My nerves driving home were intense. The guilt overwhelming. How would Abner and Cauchy take this?
We put Abner and Cauchy downstairs and let Casper roam upstairs to get use to the scent of the others. Sunday we attempted the first meet and greet....hummmm.... it didn't go badly. There was a lot of hissing and growling, but not much else.
We continued to try and let them meet downstairs a little at a time after work during the first week. One night Casper attacked Cauchy pretty good, then one day Casper attacked Abner 3 times, all really good attacks. Casper does have an advantage, he still has his front claws.
Casper got to spend the majority of the day and an entire night all by himself downstairs. We tried again over the weekend. Lots of hissing, some growling, some poop. Yes, I said poop. Casper seems to scare the poop out of Cauchy. So she got put downstairs by herself and we tried just dealing with Abner and Casper. Abner never really moved from under the dining room table, and when Casper would get near, there was of course growling and hissing. Needless to say, Abner was getting a pretty wet face by being sprayed with water every time. Every time Abner tried to moved (while mopping the floor he was crouching so low), Casper would come and check this out, thus making Abner run back under the dining table.
So the update right now is, that they still hate each other. I knew it was going to be hard, but I was hoping for some improvement by this point in time.
We will keep trying and eventually they will learn to at least tolerate each other (or so I hope). Keep your fingers crossed!
This is Casper very relaxed on Jason's lap, if only the others were this relaxed.