Saberus Terras: I just recently had to give up my two cats when I moved. When I was hospitalized a few months back, my sister-in-law took over my chore of taking care of the litter. She didn't scoop it ever (I scooped daily, you have to with four cats in the house, at a minimum.), only changed it once a week. The house reeked,and naturally the cats were finding new places to relieve themselves. We didn't want the new house to become a giant litterbox, so my boys went to the shelter. It was heartbreaking. Her cats looked at me like I was a monster when I returned with their brothers missing.She got to keep her cats, provided they stayed in her room and she kept up with the litter. She didn't, and management could smell them. Her husband made the call and I took her cats to the shelter. I wanted her to go with me, so she could understand how I felt having to walk away from my boys while they were looking so scared and confused. She didn't have the nerve, so again I looked like the villain to the cats./I really hope whoever adopts my boys finds them loving and loyal kitties, and treats them well.
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