Feral Mama hates the Vet
My "mama" kitty is an indoor feral, and so it my 8 month old kitty Chunk. Neither of them will permit holding, they will permit petting, but only in a place of their choosing. I'm starting to lose hope over this whole situation. You see, mama has been diagnosed with dialated cardiomyopathy, and will have to have regular trips to the vet. Well, since her only experiences with vets so far have been bad bad bad, she is extremely resistant to getting into the carrier, and will fight/scratch/freak out if I try. I usually end up having to force her into a corner where I can give her no other choice but to get into the carrier. She is not supposed to be under any extra strain or stress because of her heart, but just going to the vet is a HUGE stress for her. She has already bit two different vets, and I have scratches all over me.
I don't know what to do because I want to keep her, I don't think she would do well in a shelter environment, and I doubt anyone else would want to adopt her.
She hates me because I do things like put her into a carrier and take her to a place where people want to stick her with needles. She's been an outdoor cat her entire life before we trapped her (she was pregnant).
She will let me pet her, but not for too long, and picking her up is a no-go. Most of her time is spent hiding under my couch.
I must tell you this also: For a long time, her place was in the office, and she seemed comfortable in there, but as her kittens started walking and escaping the office she went out too, and ever since the last vet visit, she has been under the couch, and only comes out to eat, or when we are asleep. It's like she has regressed.
I feel like we have lost the little bit of ground that was gained during her first couple of months here.
She has to go in on Monday to get blood drawn, and I am getting a vet-approved and issues tranquilizer for her, but it is "mild" because of her heart condition, but I'm afraid she is going to muster up enough adrenaline to act like she normally acts when she has to get into the carrier.
I should also add that my tame kitty (Chewie) does not get along with mama (even though it is *her* mama, and my feral kitty Chunk does not get along with Chewie or mama. So nobody gets along with anyone, and they all steer clear of each other, and get into the occasional scuffle. Mama is usually calm, but Chunk and Chewie get into it.