When the dog is scared of the cat. Current Situation....

Tough for her. I've been using a water bottle to squirt her when she gets too close to the door. Until we can get the pet door that only unlocks if they got the chip/tag she has to steer clear, otherwise she will slip out in a heartbeat. I don't want her outside unsupervised and when we would allow her out with us it only created a monster that became relentless at getting out - so much so that Lila became afraid of her. Most likely my fault for the tone I would use to reprimand (okay, yell) at ZsaZsa for getting out or blocking the door or bopping Lila when she came in from outside.

For the last couple of months we've been keeping ZsaZsa upstairs in her own little room during the day while the dogs have free roam of the house. Why? Because it's too hard to constantly watch ZsaZsa to ensure she doesn't go out the dog door yet leave it open so that the dogs /can/ come and go and they please. Lila never learned to tell us or indicate that she needs to use the bathroom and to this day she will still go in the house sometimes.

Once the dogs have eaten dinner and settled in for the evening I open the door and ZsaZsa can come out. Sometimes she prefers being in her room. She sleeps up there at night even with the whole house to herself. We've got a camera in the room to see how she does and she's very content. I try and go up there every couple of hours to play with her and love on her. The TV is on all day on You Tube playing videos of birds and such for cats. The has her 7 foot cat condo and a bird feeder outside the window.

It's not the most ideal situation and some days I miss her, but the vet/behaviorist is coming in a couple weeks and I pray to the spirits that she will have some good training advice. They lived well together for nearly a year. Wth happened, I don't know.

What It's Like to Have High Functioning Anxiety

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I'm stressed. So what's new?

October 11, 2017

I really dropped off this blog after the death of Shelby. Not one month later Chloe passed. A lot has happened since then and this is the beginning of some posts made on Facebook that I chose to transfer here.

I’m stressed. I know everyone has their own battles and many are 100 times worse than mine, but some days I just want to give up.



1. Estate sale at my parents’ house where everything in that jam-packed home needs to be sold. It’s over 3k square feet that belonged to two generations of people who never threw a damn thing away. We wanted to get the house on the market by the end of the year, but it doesn’t look like it will happen that way. More $$ to support a second house.



2. One of my kitty’s diabetes is back due to his medication to treat his asthma. So many variables trying to get the asthma under control and suddenly his blood sugar is showing a trend upward since two days ago. He’s on 5 different meds (one being an inhaler~ that’s fun to get a cat used to)


3. Over the last 4-5 months I’ve been dealing with some major anxiety and a tinge of depression which has led me to gain 7 pounds. Considering I used to have an eating disorder and I have now gone to the “I don’t give a fuck” phase, I’m seriously disheartened realize I really need to stop eating candy to soothe myself.


4. I have another kitty that was recently diagnosed with hyperthyroidism and during her chest X-rays they found a mass that didn’t appear benign. Her meds have upset her GI tract and I’m doing what I can do get that worked out and get her T4 down before we worry about the mass.


5. There’s so much shit I need to do that I have procrastinating for almost a year that is weighing heavily on me and I can hardly sleep. Exercising would probably help but dammit I’m fucking lazy. Plus, I was diagnosed with asthma last summer and still don’t know what my triggers are. I’m always afraid of working out I might have an attack.


6. I went a month or more with no endometriosis pain and over the last two weeks it has returned. I thought I could taper myself off some of my meds but I guess not. I’ve grown to really hate my body and how much pain and trouble it gives me.