I have a problem... Cheeba is back to pissing on our couch. Each time he does I soak it down with white vinegar and scrub it with laundry soap. But he keeps doing it. 2x this week, a few weeks back.. and so on. I don't know what to do. Not only is it gross, grossing me out, but the fact that I have Abby running around and as babies do, she sometimes does weird shit like lick the arm of chairs and the thought of her licking the couch just aggravates me beyond reason.
There's that, then there's the fact that I now seem to have a nose like a dog, ever since I got pregnant and my sense of smell heightened, it's still super sensitive and ALL I can smell is cat piss. I can't sit down without getting whiffs of it then the anger just flares in me again. But I'm also now very, disappointed is an understatement, I don't "hate" my cat.. but it's coming close and that just reeeeeally saddens me. I don't want to hate my animals, but I want him to stop pissing for 1. And to stop humping and spewing his JIZ OVER MY ARMCHAIR!!!
He humps the chair, he'll hump your sweater, socks, gloves, hat, blankets or anything he can within a small window of time, we can't have anything out for more than 5 minutes if we turn our backs. I don't know what to do.. I really don't. Brad doesn't want to get rid of them.. but I'm just becoming more and more resentful... resentful of my cat. Really.. could it be any sadder.
I took him to the vet when he started spraying (4 -5 years after being fixed and having never sprayed), told the vet about his humping and such, he prescribed some hormonal drugs for Kyro (as he assumed if he acts like the alpha it's him doing the spraying), so I gave it to Cheeba anyway, sorry but I know my animals and I know who's doing what. Didn't help. I know a lot of this has to do with a few things, Kyro coming into the picture after him being the only cat (and male) for a few years AND mommy getting pregnant and having a baby of her own. But still, I'm fed up and I just don't know what to do anymore. These 'new' couches are destroyed, gross, stinky and destroyed.
Honestly, I feel if we had a house, somewhere I could let him outside to do the things cats need to do, we wouldn't have these problems. But we can't, we live in a 2 bdrm apt and have to limit ever their balcony access. It's mean.
There's that, then there's the fact that I now seem to have a nose like a dog, ever since I got pregnant and my sense of smell heightened, it's still super sensitive and ALL I can smell is cat piss. I can't sit down without getting whiffs of it then the anger just flares in me again. But I'm also now very, disappointed is an understatement, I don't "hate" my cat.. but it's coming close and that just reeeeeally saddens me. I don't want to hate my animals, but I want him to stop pissing for 1. And to stop humping and spewing his JIZ OVER MY ARMCHAIR!!!
He humps the chair, he'll hump your sweater, socks, gloves, hat, blankets or anything he can within a small window of time, we can't have anything out for more than 5 minutes if we turn our backs. I don't know what to do.. I really don't. Brad doesn't want to get rid of them.. but I'm just becoming more and more resentful... resentful of my cat. Really.. could it be any sadder.
I took him to the vet when he started spraying (4 -5 years after being fixed and having never sprayed), told the vet about his humping and such, he prescribed some hormonal drugs for Kyro (as he assumed if he acts like the alpha it's him doing the spraying), so I gave it to Cheeba anyway, sorry but I know my animals and I know who's doing what. Didn't help. I know a lot of this has to do with a few things, Kyro coming into the picture after him being the only cat (and male) for a few years AND mommy getting pregnant and having a baby of her own. But still, I'm fed up and I just don't know what to do anymore. These 'new' couches are destroyed, gross, stinky and destroyed.
Honestly, I feel if we had a house, somewhere I could let him outside to do the things cats need to do, we wouldn't have these problems. But we can't, we live in a 2 bdrm apt and have to limit ever their balcony access. It's mean.