I'm having a dilemma about Mr. Buddy Luck. You see, before his rather exciting entrance into my life, he was a mostly outdoor cat. From what I understand, he really enjoyed being an outdoor cat. And from what he is telling me now, he really wants to be an outdoor cat again.
Buddy Luck has been trying to pull Free Willy's since we got here. At the apartment, he was very intimidated by the constant cars, sirens and people walking by; he never ever tried to venture out the door. Here, however, he has been eagerly waiting by the door to get outside. The couple of times that I did let him out onto the porch, he was more content than I have ever seen him in the house. He lazed around, happy as can be. He never acts this way in the house; in fact, he is usually on the alert for the dog, the other cats or the dreaded vacuum cleaner. I really think that he would be happier as an outdoor cat that maybe just came in at night.
I'm partially feeling guilty about these thoughts, since I would never, EVER let Kody or Tabitha be outdoor cats. I'm sure they would enjoy going outside, but I'm just too attached to them to risk anything ever happening to them. Plus, they really are happy inside the house. I've tried to keep at least a little detachment when it came to Mr. Luck, since the goal was always to find him a home. I love him to death, but the small amount of detachment is just enough that I would allow him outside for his own happiness. But it makes me feel guilty, almost like he is the red headed step child that I am throwing to the wolves. But if he would be happier/But he would be less safe/But he would be happier/But he would be less safe. I don't know.... any opinions out there?
Here are some farm pictures to enjoy:
Luna has not quite figured out how to get under the gate and start herding the wildlife, but she really wants to. So badly she can taste it.
The cows are starting to grow on me. They are so peaceful to watch!
My Star, who is about 18 or 19 years old. She's a beautiful old lady, isn't she?
For once, I can't wait for fall. These hills are incredible when they are covered in reds and yellows!
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Dilemma, Dilemma
Mused by Alykat at 11:55 AM
Labels: Etc, Furry Family Members
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2 responses:
My friend, I hear you. We had the same dilemma with The Pickle (as you well know). When she came to live with us, we had a talk about how we only have inside cats. Because she is The Pickle, she did not listen and instead found her own ways out. Through screens and the basement window and who knows what else. Also she destroyed the inside. Finally we let her out for a little bit - she's an angel. She comes in for love and food and sleep, but she LOVES her life outside.
My advice: take it slow, keep an eye on him at first, but let the man have his freedom. And get him vaccinated. :) Good luck deciding what to do.
Maybe you could leave him a little house on the porch or a thing to climb??? oh wait you have trees...
Its actually fairly safe isn't it? Except at night when the coyotes are out but then he would come in, right???
Maybe punkin and hagen could show him the ropes??
its a tough one...
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