PuffyPuffyPrincess wrote:
Oh, I'll be fine. I just get overly stressed when I can't control things and take care of people like I feel they should be taken care of. I just want everything to be ok.
LInda - I have a feeling you're right about the carpets. Or, Chunk could have scratched Puffy's eye. One seems worse than the other. Either way, we will get it sorted out. I just want my sweet girl to be happy and she has seemed down since Chunk got here, which makes me feel incredibly guilty. They did play together in the cubes today. But there is still hissing.
I'm doing my best. But I'm a tad tired. Seems like every day it's something. Even if it's me spilling detergent all over the stupid floor. I would just like for ONE day to go off without a hitch. Haven't had one of those in a while.

((((HUG))))
Kira, if I could I would wave my magic wand and cure Puffy, make her buds with Chunky, and give you a week with no problems. Unfortunately, my magic wand is broken, out of warranty, and the company filed Chapter 11.
If it's any consolation, eveytime I have adopted a cat (and this is true even when I only had 3 or 4), I have felt terribly guilty about the effects the new cat has on the old cats. There's almost always some hissing, an occassional paw bop, but eventually there's peace. It may take a while but eventually Puffy and Chunky will get along even better and Puffy will not seem down. I know it's hard, but it will happen.
I guess Maggie has helped put things in perspective -- I broke a glass last night, one of a set of glasses. Normally I'd be upset, but honestly it doesn't matter. The spilled detergent is a pain to clean up, but does it really matter? Will 5 years from now you even remember it? It's not important. Spending time with Puffy and Chunky -- cutting the hole in the box -- that's important!
Oh, and a couple of beers with a pizza can really make life seem better.
