BruisedHick -> Cat etiquette (1/3/2008 12:07:51 PM)
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Hi, everybody! (HI, Dr. Hick!) A little bit of backstory here... I have a friend who I have hired on in my hotel as something akin to my assistant. She is very intelligent, motivated, competent, independant, and stubborn. I knew when I hired her that things would not always be smooth, but what is? We're not together, but we may as well be. We work together, live together, are both on the same page on many things, and are both kinky, although not at all sexual with each other. It does make for an interesting house though. Mostly, we get along. Once in a while, we get mad. C'est la vie. I have, as many know, fish tanks. She has them as well. I have rats. She loves them. We both want a lizard at some point. So the pet situation seems ideal. A few months ago, she decided she wanted a cat. I told her I don't like them, but am in no place to tell her she may not. So (we) got one. Cute kitten, but it died after 3 days of some disease, on the day that I was leaving for a while. I knew she was heartbroken, so on the way home, I got her a new cat. Great cat, but very rambunctious. I hated it, and said as much. So we decided to get a second one, to calm the first one down. Being a smart guy, I decided to nip any communication issue in the bud and tell her that I would approve a second cat only if she accepted full ownership of both, which she did. One thing I should point out is that while I am quite well off (even before my salary at work), she only has her paycheck to rely on. So I pay for many things simply because it seems easier, including cats, groceries, satellite TV, and the like. Works for the both of us, and will never be a point of contention. So now we have two cats, both a lot more calm, but the new one now shits everywhere. Nice liquid gobs of it all over. Blech. I have been cleaning this up since Christmas, when I put her in a box. My roommate thinks this is cruel, which I partially agree with, but still, if it shits in the box, it doesn't shit on the floor. I clean up more shit than she does, but honestly, we both clean a lot. We have discussed a vet numerous times. Now the issue: Each time I bring it up to her, she assumes that it is my job to call/bring the cat/help out. I know that if I do, it will be a very slippery slope down to me doing everything for the cats, which I would love to be rid of. Give her an inch, she'll give me the cats. I know her that well. So today, once again, she asks me to call the vet and bring in the cat in. Which means that this cat will have to get the diarhhea thing fixed, spayed, shots, and the works. Not a big issue, really, but it's not my cat. So, the question: How do I make sure that this cat goes to the vet and stops shitting without basically becoming responsible? Any help appreciated! Yours, benji
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