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One day there were two kittens. No consultation, my live-in landlady just decided. What's their names? Rocky and Rosie. Silly names.

They were kept indoors, which seems a bit odd to me. We have a garden. Still, I suppose some people do consider that cats can be indoor cats.

Things started well. They were fed and had water and a litter tray. They were cuddled by all. Soon, things started to deteriorate. I noticed they weren't being fed regularly. My landlady works unsociable hours, but even when arriving home (or leaving) feeding them wasn't a priority. Then some fleas arrived. A few fleas occasionally don't bother me. In fact, I was rarely pestered by them. My landlady though, suddenly decides that she is somehow 'allergic', or has a reaction to, cat fleas. She doesn't, she just scratches wildly. She even went to a doctor and I think she was turned away, and so sought another doctor's opinion.

So, panic. One Saturday morning I suddenly had to evacuate the house because it was being fumigated. Still, it did resolve the problem, so hopefully some normalcy would ensue.

No such luck. The boyfriend clearly doesn't care for the cats. They avoid him. He and his friends stay up late. He started shutting the door, shutting the cats out from the kitchen where their water and litter tray is. Eventually, and inevitably, one of the cats did its business in a room. Only once, but this was enough to increase, and give an excuse for, the hatred.

Even before this event though, the landlady was no longer buying food for the cats, nor buying litter or putting down water. The cats were being shunnned, "Go away!", "Get out!", and being put out into the garden. Only one of them though, the larger male, often overnight until I would let him in in the morning.

During this period I would feed the cats in my room and give them water. I tried to persuade them to stay in, or near, my room for as long as possible. Of an evening though, Rocky would get restless and go downstairs, and end up outside. That's okay, it's natural. But when he squeals to get back in I'd want to sneak downstairs and let him in. He wouldn't often want to stay out all night. Being outside isn't an issue though. It is the shunning, the hatred (some screaming at the cat) that disgusts me.

They are two of the most loving cats that I've encountered. Rocky would come right up-to your face, stare in your eyes, rub noses, then throw himself into a ball on your chest, just under your chin, to be cuddled. After a while he would emit a deep sigh, indicating complete contentment. Sometimes you could see him give you a look from across the room, knowing that he is about to run across to you and jump into your arms.

Rosie is quieter, especially when Rocky is around. But dotes on me. Follows me around and likes to nestle in the crook of my arm. Most often I would wake up with one sleeping beside me, and the other sleeping against my leg.

Anyway, despite my best efforts to keep them out of the way of the others, today they were taken away. She "had to get rid of them". I am assured that they were taken to Battersea Dogs and Cats Home.

I am upset. I can only hope that they find a home with someone who loves them, and cares for them.

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02 March 2016 - 02:12 PM
That's the problem with a lot of animals, & a lot of impatient, stupid people. They love the heck out of an animal when it's an infant, be it puppy or kitten. Sometimes they play rough, but not always. But as the animal grows up, it's less cute, it develops poor habits because of the owner, & now there is a problem. The animal is behaving either how it's natural, or how it's taught, & the human wants it to be 'human convenient' which is a fools errand.

People are the worst.


03 March 2016 - 06:53 AM
She confirmed, twice, that she was taking them to Battersea. They never arrived there. She must have just abandoned them, hopefully not worse.


03 March 2016 - 08:50 AM
Well that's a bummer.


03 March 2016 - 10:49 AM
It's more than a bummer to me. If I had thought that she would just abandon them then I would have taken them to Battersea myself, so that at least they would receive some care and, hopefully, a home.


03 March 2016 - 05:16 PM
Sickening story :(

Time for a change in accommodation?


03 March 2016 - 11:21 PM
What a total scumbag she is. I'd have her nuts for a necklace.


04 March 2016 - 04:44 AM
Scumbag is a good word.

OMG she says she took them to Cat Sanctuary, Herne Hill. Why the hell didn't she tell me?!

There is no such named place, but I'm making enquiries about where she would have meant. Hopefully, I'll have some good news.


04 March 2016 - 05:42 AM
Bugger, she won't tell me where exactly. She's just screaming at me. What a bitch.


04 March 2016 - 07:12 AM
Back to square one. Maybe she abandoned them in Herne Hill.


04 March 2016 - 06:10 PM
In case you haven't already...

Have you put up posters? If you think they have been abandoned in that area they may be approaching houses for shelter and food. It's amazing how many lamp posts you can reach in one evening with some laminated printouts and cable ties.

Also join the local Facebook groups for any areas you think they may have been dumped.

Maybe also worth giving your details to local vets and cat sanctuaries in case they end up there.


14 March 2016 - 07:19 AM
I have finally discovered that they were handed in to Brockwell Vets, and then to an RSPCA inspector.

It is such a relief to know that they weren't just abandoned, or separated or alone.


22 March 2016 - 04:56 PM
Hey, I just read that now. I'm glad that you found out what happened with them. Are you going to try and take ownership of them?


22 March 2016 - 05:44 PM
No I cannot take them back, I just wanted to discover their fate.

I eventually found out, after a number of false leads in my searching, that they have been re-homed from Battersea Dogs and Cats home. This was frustrating as Battersea was the first place I contacted, and it took me almost three weeks to discover what happened to them. (They were abandoned outside of the vets, not handed over.)

It is such a relieve to know that they are safe and have found new, and hopefully loving, homes. This was the last message I got from Battersea:

"Thank you for your email, thatís no problem at all. I have attached a photo of Rocky, who we named Bernie while he was here. They were both lovely cats and Iím sure theyíre already enjoying their new homes."

I obtained these two photos as well from Battersea:

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