Wednesday, February 1, 2012

When little things are big things

I think that sometimes when there are too many difficult things to think about, your (my) mind blows smaller decisions out of proportion, to give you something else to focus on, something that is more solvable/less overwhelming than the issues being ignored.

So this week, the decision I'm dwelling on is whether to give my kittens away.  It was always my intention to do so, in fact I advertised them around town, in several different fora, and did give away one of the three.  The other two had several offers which all ultimately fell through, and now, six months on, they are still with me.  The result, of course, being that I am now totally in love with them.  I have potential (long shot) homes for them but separately - and I hate the idea of breaking them up as they are such good buddies now.  Cats being solitary creatures usually do fine when separated, and I'm sure these would do too, but they spend so much time together now, playing, chasing, grooming, napping, it seems cruel (projecting....?)

A new housemate moved in in late December, who is allergic to cats.  He was under the impression that I was giving the kittens away, else he would not have come.  The allergies are really starting to get to him, and so, now the question: lose the kittens or lose the housemate.

Since I'm leaving in five months or so anyway, the bigger question is, am I going to bring them back to America?  I would love to, but I also don't know where I will be living, or what job I will have and how much travel will be involved.  Also, being Thai cats used to having a lot of freedom, I don't know how they would do in an urban apartment (where I am most likely to end up).  The lazy boy would probably be okay, but not his adventurous sister, who loves to climb and hunt.

So I feel guilty giving them away, and selfish keeping them.  I also worry about finding a suitable home, as most of the local folk here have different feelings about caring for pets that overly doting Americans, and most of the foreigners are short term.

So I guess I need to work on finding good homes, particularly as I leave for my three week vacation to New Zealand four weeks from today, but every night when they curl up with me in bed, and when they come snuggle into my lap as I type, I hate the thought of bidding them adieu.  (You'd think I'd be used to that by now).





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