I know I am going to get flamed for this because I sound like an evil pos. I just HAVE to vent it somewhere and I’m hoping anyone understands at all.
Whenever I see post about regretting pets, its always from people who have not had them long. I looked far and wide for a post about suddenly regretting them years later and couldn’t find a single one. But thats where I am at right now.
I have had my two cats for a few years, both since kittens. They have been my babies, my lifeline.
Since having them, we have only lived in small studios. I mention that now to say, when it comes to everything I am about to say, the small studio space is not a new issue entirely. We lived in only studios before this one that was SO small, people thought it was a joke. It was a closet. I covered the walls in cat shelves to make it work, it looked like a cat cafe enclosure. I had no issue having pets in a small space, it’s all I have ever known- and even in the micro closet place, it worked. That was short term luckily and I moved out despite my rent doubling solely for their sake, so they had room to play more.
But there are two important differences between my last 3 studios versus this new one. My last few had a type of flooring that didn’t really transfer sound. And, I was on the first floor. This time, it’s a cheap crappy flooring where you hear your neighbors every step AND we are on the third floor. It’s my first time ever living on a top floor with bad flooring and I had NO idea how bad sound transferring was. I would not have signed here if this was something I knew I needed to take into account.
So- something about moving to this new apartment, I have no idea what triggered it, but they act way more insane. I honestly think it’s BECAUSE the noise the walls and floors make, I think they like it. I can’t think of a single other explanation for a sudden change in behavior. It’s parkour non stop, wrestling, running across the room, like someone gave them stimulants in their wet food. All hours of the day and night. I work night shift, so I sleep during the day. As for night, I got a noise complaint from my neighbor my first week here about how loud they are at night. I hadn’t unpacked my rugs yet at that point so I think it’s a *little* better now. Not only am I not sleeping during the day, I also have insane anxiety about my neighbors complaining at night.
It doesn’t sound like cats, it sounds like adult humans running laps wall to wall, and slamming into the walls in-between sets. And again- I know some cats are just like this, but mine HAVEN’T been. For YEARS. I used to brag about how chill my cats were.
My cats are not vocal at all, one never meows. The other only when she hears the wet can food being opened. Well- since moving here, she now meows randomly and loudly for food when I am sleeping. She just stands there staring at me until I acknowledge her and no, I do not give in. I always stick to her schedule. They are eating enough, the schedule and method of feeing has not changed at all, and they were recently at the vet and nothing was amiss. I have no explanation behind why she suddenly turned into a garbage disposal wanting to eat non stop. She went back to trying to break into cabinets and stuff too, something she has not done since she was a kitten. I will be asleep then hear something crash and it’s her rummaging through the kitchen.
Some big changes have happened in my life (that have no end in the near future) that I won’t dive into, but sleep is now a lot harder to get even without the cats. When I can get some rest, it’s really important that I do because god knows when it’s coming back. I am actually starting to get physically ill from lack of sleep. Which isnt ONLY the cats faults, but they are a huge factor. It’s making me insane. Today, I needed it REALLY bad. I got none yesterday, I will get none tomorrow (again, life things out of my control , not me just being lazy staying up cus I have no discipline) so I knew I needed it today. But nope. I got none. That cats were worse than usual today. Its like they senses that I needed it more today than usual. So now I basically have 3 days in a row of me only taking micro naps, since my cats decided they were a marching band today.
This is a new lease, I can’t move somewhere different. I live in a city where one bedrooms arent obtainable without a trust fund (kidding…kinda) so it’s not like I could get a one bedroom. Even if I could, I am stuck here 9 more months anyways. I do use white noise machines. In fact I use two very loud ones. And headphones. I hide all their toys when I am asleep so there is no bells or jingly in the background. Idk what else to do.
I am starting to resent them so much and I hate that. They are just sweet innocent babies and literally all they are doing is playing, like normal cats do. I just dont understand why its multiplied x50000 the last couple months. And of course it overlapped with those life events I alluded to that mess up my sleep schedule regardless.
My hope is I can switch to day shift soon which will help a lot. I tried, but just got rejected, but I am going to try again in a few months. If I have to get my doctor to write a note, I will- I qualify for disability exceptions, I have a disorder that makes it way more necessary for me to sleep than the average person. Yet here I am. Maybe once I am on day shift and life is less wacky, this will pass. But I keep waiting for the resentment to pass….and weeks have gone by. And it only grows. It’s making me not want to play with them, or to snuggle them. I still do because I know thats what they deserve, but it’s not purely out of the desire of wanting to anymore.
And I keep looking in the mirror thinking what kind of pos starts hating their pets after having them for years? That is INSANE. And I find myself wondering if there was zero stigma in rehoming pets, and no one would ever find out, would I just do it? Sometimes I lean towards yet. Then I always swing back and beat myself up cus I would never. But I hate that I am even having those thoughts.
The worst part about this post is nothing I Described is bad behavior. They arent having difficult health issues, arent misbehaving, they are simply acting like normal cats. Normal cats that ramped up their energy to an extreme recently, but normal nonetheless. I have had cats my entire life since birth, I volunteered at shelters, Ive cat sat. This is going against everything I have ever known.
Anyways, I am done now. I know I suck.