Well, I woke up this morning, fully engaged in pity pot mode. I know two things:
1. Bucky has kitten energy, and adult territorial behavior.
2. Lotto does not *display* territorial tendencies toward Bucky at this point (which does not mean to say he doesn't have them). However Lotto is overreactive toward Bucky even when Bucky is not misbehaving.
So we have a bully and a drama queen. Poor Toot is just scared (as is her nature) and doesn't want to come out of our bedroom.
And here's my problem. Everyone (Marilyn, the breeder, my husband, etc) seems to have their own ideas on what we should do/try, what they don't want to do/try, and what will work. And *I* have no idea what to do or who to trust. My heart is too big, I don't want to hurt any of my babies (including Bucky), and yet I seem the be the one who has to make the decisions. Instead, I just want to run away because no solution is painless to those involved.
As for the current situation - The problem I see with the way things have been going is that everyone is destressed..... but in the process, Bucky has been positively reinforced that if he jumps on - or shows aggressive behavior in any way - Lotto (or Tootie), that they will be put back in a room and he gets the house to himself. So I'm not sure we've gone the right direction here.
I hate that Bucky is already so attached (and he's really a great little guy by himself), and that I am so in love with him.....IF we end up having to rehome him. And a small, prideful part of me doesn't want to be this breeder's first failure - she is one of the long term founding breeders, and I really do trust her insight. I can swallow my pride, of course, but a part of me questions 'what is wrong with me that everyone else can make it work and not me.' Perhaps the answer is that I am having a hard time with tough love?
I want to try Prozac. My husband wants to try benzos. Neither of us wants to have to fight to pill either cat b/c neither of them will eat pills or liquid in food.
Anyhow, enough of the pity pot. I just wish I could get my HEAD to convince my HEART that this is just one of those bad situations that happens. And it may work out or it may not. I just have to accept it, but I can't seem to get my heart to listen.