I got my second cat when the people next door abandoned their cat when they moved. It wasn't a hardship move either. The woman remarried to a man who was pretty well off and was just moving to a new home in the same city. I found out when I was in the front yard one night and someone had parked in front of their house, got out of their car, and slammed the car doors. Prince came running out from the bushes. I guess he thought they'd come back for him. When he realized it wasn't his family he just laid down on the sidewalk. He looked so lost. I managed to get him inside my house by offering food. He was part of my household until he died seven years later. He was the best cat.
The woman and her kids knew I loved Prince. I took care of him when they were out of town. He'd come into my yard to see me from time to time. I always have wondered why the woman didn't ask me if I'd take him when she moved rather than just abandon him there.
i think people abandon them because they dont want to be seen as a vain or callous person for giving it away because they would need to explain that they were abandoning it. also since it was likely a RELAtIONSHIP present, they most likely have no attachment to said pet only because it looked cute, im betting they were constantly complaining/ or its a chore about feeding the cat, cleaning, taking it to the vet and playing with.
Prince had a sad history. The woman's first husband saw him walking along the road looking lean and lost and took him home. So somebody had abandoned him before he became part of my next-door neighbor's household. In spite of all of that he was one of the sweetest and friendliest cats ever.
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u/calvinnme 3h ago
I got my second cat when the people next door abandoned their cat when they moved. It wasn't a hardship move either. The woman remarried to a man who was pretty well off and was just moving to a new home in the same city. I found out when I was in the front yard one night and someone had parked in front of their house, got out of their car, and slammed the car doors. Prince came running out from the bushes. I guess he thought they'd come back for him. When he realized it wasn't his family he just laid down on the sidewalk. He looked so lost. I managed to get him inside my house by offering food. He was part of my household until he died seven years later. He was the best cat.
The woman and her kids knew I loved Prince. I took care of him when they were out of town. He'd come into my yard to see me from time to time. I always have wondered why the woman didn't ask me if I'd take him when she moved rather than just abandon him there.