After I had finished up with Castle Bishop and started driving home, I felt like I spent my time wisely. It was nice to be by myself for a while and to just do something that I enjoy. Nobody was bothering me, I didn't have to worry about knowing anybody here, and I felt like a kid again. For that day the Castle became my playground. It was quite nice to have that moment and I felt like treating myself to one last trip to Subway and go myself a footlong Spicy Italian Sub. Now I don't usually eat fast food but since I was on a vacation/work trip I felt like it would be a nice little treat.

So I get subway to go, get in my car, and head back to the apartment. By this time it was dark and I was ready to have a cuddling session with Spice. I get out of the car, get across the playground I have to cut through, go inside the apartment and get to the door. I'M about the put the key in the lock when the door flies open and my friend greets me. His roommate is in the kitchen. I come inside and say hello. I put my stuff down and wait for a second for someone to say something. It was odd that they would just open the door and just let me in like that. It was almost like they were waiting for me.

I straight up and my friend goes "We need to talk about your cat" and Of course momma bear comes out. I turn and start looking for Spice. "Ok well what did you do?" Now for the sake of this I am not going to name them. I'M gonna call me friend Stan and call his roommate Kenny.

Frustrated and taken off guard Stan replies "My fault?" and laughs a little. Not wanting to state the obvious because I can smell the poop in the apartment, I go in the kitchen and run into Kenny. I greet him and ask where Spice is. He points to the corner of the cabinet area and low and behold, there she is. Shes growling, shes in a corner and she's hissing at my friends every move. So just to try and calm her down I approach her and she straightens a little and rubs against my hand. So while my focus is on her for a second I go for the plunge.

"So what happened?

I hear Stan make a noise and then take a deep breath. I straighten as I wait for his reply. He starts off on this rant about how she pooped on the carpet and attacked him and how there was blood on the wall. Kenny takes his que and slowly makes his way to his room. So I wait and he keeps going. "I was trying to get her out of the bathroom and out of the toilet because I don't want heer in the toilet. There's litter everywhere and I was trying to close the bathroom door so I tried to get her out of there. I had to then chase her out of the room and I tried to isolate her because she started going crazy so that I can calm her down."

I don't know how much he knows about cats, I don't know if he had listened to me when I first came into this apartment, I don't even know if he actually considered my warnings about how Spice was going to be very cautious around them and to not agitate her. To leave her alone. Well if he didn't get it when I first got to the apartment, then he sure did now.

Taking a deep breath I tried to explain. "You can't just chase her out places like that." scoffing Stan throws back "I don't want litter everywhere and she's creating a mess by throwing it everywhere and then pooping on my carpet!"

Me: "Look you can't just close off areas just because she's making a mess. Thats not ok and chasing her out of places just so you can keep a door closed is not ok to do to her. Not only that but the litter box is in there"

Stan:" I'm not doing that!"

me:"Yes you are, by chasing her out of a room."

Stan: "I'M trying to be reasonable"

Me: "That's not reasonable!"

Stan: "I just don't want all the mess that is final"

(this is not exact to the fight we had but this was the basics.)

Sitting there and petting Spice to calm her down more I looked at him and shook my head slightly. He just doesn't understand and because of that I did the only option I had left. I told him I would find another place to stay. I don't think he was expecting that result but when it comes to my baby, not listening to me when I gave specific instructions, and just being rude is not something that I tolerate. After a little bit silence he told me I could leave if I wanted and so I got to work on eating my dinner and called my dad. I wanted a second pair of eyes out there looking at the prices of places to stay and with his extra help I knew that I would find a good place to crash. Once I hung up with my dad I went to eating my sandwich and started ignoring Stan's pacing. I knew that Kenny was listening and staying low. This was a fight between us and as far as I knew Kenny wasn't involved.

After a bit Stan came back into the kitchen and told me I didn't have to go if I didn't want to. I listened as he talked and started to be more calm about the situation. In truth I don't know much about what he went through but I did know that he was a friend from Elementary school and that he went through a lot in the military. He's a veteran now, looking for a new start in this state. Unfortunately though I don't know what he is going through because I did join the military and I haven't gone through what he has gone through so, sadly I didn't feel like that was a good enough excuse for anything.

We came to talking about cats and what they are like when they are in stressful situations and we talked it out. We laid down new ground rules for the house and made sure that he listened this time when it came to my specific instructions when interacting with Spice. Isolating a cat that has no idea who the people are and is doing something new for the first time, is to be best left alone and approached with care. It's not an easy task but it can be done. So if you don't know much about cats or your interacting with someone else's cat, please listen if that person is trying to let you know how that cat reacts to new people or new places. Respect and trust are earned not given.