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two cats who had grown up together for years, and one turned on the other.
The meeker (a Himalayan female) could not even, after a bot, come out from her hiding places without being attacked. She could not use the litter box, could not really even eat. She started peeing and defecating wherever she could. Not a happy situation. The female was not neutered, the other cat was a mix, and was neutered, but completely aggressive (we do not think "everything" was removed was all we could come up with).
On consult with our vet, we decided, for the sanity and safety of Minky (the Himalayan), we would give her away to a good home. At first we advertised her, and what we GOT were a bunch of scumbags who wanted her to breed her (too many "breeding" questions). So, in order to guarantee that she was in a home that wanted her for her, we made the decision to have her spayed. Amazing how many people were "not interested anymore" once we did that. She went to a great home, and we checked up on her...she adjusted FINE.
We kept the mean one. I have his scars, so do other people. He died after flinging himself many times against a window screen when an outdoor cat was sitting there "(insert "taunting" him), broke the screen out and ran after the taunter. Taunter made it across the street...the black cat did not.
He was a completely interesting creature, and was a RABID palmetto bug fighter (this is when we lived in FLA for 5 years). It is like mousing, only with a bug the size of a mouse.
After he diied, we got another one from the pound. Unfortunately, after many months of meds and an attempt to save him, we out him down as the vet agreed that he had some brain damage from the distemper. Poor cat, all declawed (no killing claws even) and in the pound, sick with distemper and visibly abused. We did what we could, but to bo avail.
Sigh...the things humans and pets do for, and TO, each other.
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