Acquired: Pet store
Posted Apr 22, 2016
I got Berlin, my orange tabby cat from my father's wife after they got married. I expected her to be timid when moving into her new home, but I wasn't ready for an antisocial and needy cat. She was an adult when I got her, so I knew she probably didn't want to play much. For the first three weeks, she bit a hole into the bottom of the couch and hid there.
When Berlin finally came around to getting comfortable around me, she would constantly beg to be pet, brushed, and fed. She would not eat unless her wet food was fresh, and would leave at least three quarters of uneaten food in her bowl, wasting it. This cost me a lot of money. She also needed to have her kitty litter box scooped every time she used it or else she refused to go in it. We have countless stains on our rugs where she urinated or defected because someone was not home to meet her needs.
As she got older, she became very sick, and refused to eat or drink altogether. The vet said there was not much we could do to make her better, so we decided to end her suffering and to put her down.