I found myself in an awful situation. I used to breed Bengal cats and only stopped when my daughter came into our lives. I spayed and neutered my breeding cats and had kept a little female from our first litter and a boy from our last litter (7 years apart). I didn't realize that this little boy would grow up and would viciously attack his mother and sister. He also would chew our furniture, socks, toys - basically anything that was cloth. I kept him until he was 8 years old - our home was a total battle zone and our black unrelated cat was a lover, not a fighter and would be brutalized by Khash. I put ads on kijiji and our vet's office and the local paper - I was totally honest and told people he chewed fabric and would probably never grow out of it - surprisingly enough I could not find a home for him. One day my brother in law who lives on a farm offered to take him as a barn cat - it took me another year, thinking about my gorgeous Bengal becoming a barn cat - how would he do outside (he was always an indoor only cat). Finally I thought I had no other choice and I brought him to the farm. Let me tell you he is having the best life - we go and visit him and he is totally socialized, follows his new family around everywhere and still loves to cuddle. Mind you, he has killed mink and there isn't a rat or mouse to be found, at least not for very long. For us this is the best situation. Before anyone thinks I threw my cat away, I have always offered my home to my animals long term. My doberman Josie was 13 1/2, the mother of my kittens died at 15 years, just weeks before our black cat died, also 15. We still have the kitten from our first litter, she's now 15 years old and seems really healthy. Sometimes, rehoming really is the best answer. |