Catfilter: be my conscience, be my muse...
So about a month ago a lovely Bombay
(female) shows up, quite literally, at my door. I did gently shoo her away once, but her unusual beauty captivated me, she was friendly (very) and hungry (obviously) so I began feeding her. Before long she had moved in, obviously she used a litter box I bought, and besides the dry food has a fondness for quality brand wet food. It was when my mother noted that the cat had been barbarically de-clawed that I decided to temporally adopt her.So I named her Bichu
and fixed her a bed.
Problems: I already own a wonderful dog, Gaberillie, the sexy black lab/greyhound mix that my brother keeps for me. My lifestyle (traveling ESL teacher) prohibits my pet keeping. And as I feel badly about Gabby every day, I vowed to not have another pet.
Bichu is unique. She walks on hind legs, she knocks on the door to go on and out. She has been in some fights (no claws!) and her voice is ruined, but she is just a cool damn cat.
I have tried almost everything to find an owner (though an owner who has a cats claws ripped out is probably unworthy of having a cat) and so far no luck.
The cat loves the outdoors but must be supervised.
I have a dear friend who has 30 cats already, I suppose I could offer her to the friend.
Bottom line, I'm not a big cat person but this one won my heart. I want to do the right thing.
What is the right thing?