Cats...

Sidda

We have three cats. The eldest, Sidda, we got when he was just a little kitten, and we were starting our relationship. We took that first big step and moved in together, then the next big step was Sidda.

Sidda has anxiety. We've worked with animal behaviorists, veterinarians, tried everything. And while we're not a rowdy household, we're not a quiet one either. Medication helps, if nothing else it gets his heart rate down to something more normal instead of the 180-200bpm at rest when unmedicated. Hubby and I have finally had the discussion of whether it's in Sid's best interests to stay with us, trying to separate our feelings from the issue and looking at his needs.

We've had him for 10 years, but we think maybe, as much as we love him and he loves us, he might be better off with a retiree or someone who's home and can sit around petting him in a quiet living room all day.

I think we may have found him a new home. I've been emailing with a gentleman and his wife, learning more about their home and telling them more about Sid and our home. This has to be one of the hardest decisions we've ever made, but I know in my gut it's right. He deserves quiet and peace in his last few years as well as love.