…and I am absolutely heartbroken about it, but I don’t see any alternative. Beanie’s been with us just shy of two months and her integration into the family started off fairly promising. We kept her and Melvin separated for the first week or so before letting her out to explore. Melvin wasn’t happy about the new family member, but he kept himself mostly to growling and hissing whenever she entered the room which she pretty much ignored.
Then Melvin figured out that Beanie was declawed and unable to defend herself and that’s when he became drunken redneck kitty. In the weeks to follow he would casually walk over to her and start beating the shit out of her without warning and for no apparent reason. It got to the point where she wouldn’t come downstairs to the main level at all, then she wouldn’t come out of Courtney’s room, then our room, and then out from under our bed. We started putting her in the spare bedroom with her own litter and food when we went to bed so that she wouldn’t have to worry about being attacked in the middle of the night by Melvin.
When I go upstairs, if it’s been awhile since Melvin was up there, she’ll come out from under our bed and jump up on it to be petted for a bit, but if she thinks she can hear Melvin coming she’s back under that bed in a heartbeat and no amount of coaxing can get her back out. Last night Melvin must have been upstairs just prior to us going to bed because she wouldn’t come out when I called her. When I attempted to pick her up she freaked and tore into my hand with some pretty vicious bites. The wounds weren’t all that deep, but it’s the first time she’s drawn blood on me and it drove home the point that she is absolutely terrified of Melvin. Which isn’t fair to her in the least.
I can’t say for sure, but I think she’s lost weight because the only time I can recall seeing her eat is when I put her in the spare room at night. When she’s not in the spare room she spends 90% of her time hiding under our bed and she still gets jumped by Melvin at least once a day. We had thought Melvin would eventually get used to her because we just came out of an environment last August in which he had to share the house with multiple cats, but he seems hell bent on making sure Beanie has access to as little of his territory as possible. So I’ll be packing her up after work today and taking her back to the shelter we got her from. Pretty much everyone we know already has pets and she really needs a home that doesn’t already have one. She’s an absolute sweetheart and giving her up is the last thing I want to do, but I’m just sick with worry about her at this point. Of course taking her back to the shelter isn’t an ideal solution because it’s possible she may not get adopted again due to her age so that has me worried as well.
I didn’t sleep well last night at all. I had thought I was doing a good thing for Beanie by bringing her home and it seems I just made things worse for her. I am not looking forward to the end of the work day.