I am an animal lover...honestly I am but I've had horses and dogs...I am a dog person.
But, my DH and I rescued two cats because we wanted pets and worked shifts so couldn't get a dog.
We lived in an open plan house so they had unrestricted access and totally wrecked it.
We moved house, and to stop this happening again I shut them in the (big) kitchen over night when we weren't around to supervise them clawing carpets and sofa's etc. They go outside too.
Then, DS came along. When I got back from the hospital one approached and attacked me for no reason. It also did a huge smelly wee in DS's Moses basket. Because of this I shut them in the kitchen more as I was home alone with new DS and I was frightened what they would do.
DS is now 1, I have tried being more relaxed about them but they've clawed DS twice (once because of fur pulling, once for no reason at all).
My cats are total dicks!! AIBU? I would have rehomed them by now but DH says they're family members and it's not fair etc but they make my life hell. I am always cleaning up there sick/poo and dealing with their attitudes, I do all the vet stuff and feeding. They're really high maintenance, worse than any dog I've had. I know the cat brigade will probably think I'm the devil incarnate but I am at my wits end.