I've got a decision to make, and a bit of a dilemma. Been talking to Janet from Bengal Rescue tonight (Our Bengalgirl)but might as well talk to you too, since I am home. Maybe someone has an idea.
It's King Lear, one of my Fosters that we call The Royals.
You may remember they came to me in October, having been adopted from a breeder, Lear and his friend , Little Queen Mab, by someone in Chicago, then when she couldn't keep them, they came to rescue, then to another home, where it became quickly clear it wasn't working out.
King Lear is an Early Generation Bengal, F2. He wasn't given proper care when young by the breeder, in terms of socializing, and the EG Bengals often can't go from home to home well, especially when they end up with people who don't know what they are getting, except that it is a "Wild Cat".
Later generation Bengals are wonderful cats, and they make lovely pets, if you have the time for them, and understand them. I can't stress enough that the early generation Bengals REALLY need special care. They need it from the moment of birth, and good breeders know this, they handle them right, and place them in homes with people who have the experience to handle them.
They bond with the person, most often THE one person hard. Trust comes hard to them. The later generation ones do too, but can, tho they are scared, make the transfer to a new home, with the right people. We have very few instances where it doesn't work.
I think Lear has never had reason to trust anyone.
Queen Mab is very sweet, and tho timid, could easily make a wonderful pet. I had hoped, working with Lear, that he could too. I am starting to face the fact that he will not. I can't re-home this guy. Whoever we place him with, and it would have to be someone very like me, would have to start over again, and he would be one more person down on the trust scale.
I've been trying to introduce, slowly, other women to him. We know he doesn't like men at ALL. He will have none of it, even with women, tho I have done everything possible to make this a good thing for him.
He trusts me. It worries him, but he trusts. I have never had a reason to be afraid of him. I pet him, and play with him. He takes care of Mab. He will not come out if there is another person in the house, let alone his room.
Nathilie took this from a fair distance, with no flash, and this after spending some days coming into the room, putting out the food, talking softly.
Not exactly a poster child for "Adopt me Please"
He's too wild. And don't get me started on what I think of the people who breed these guys then dump them. I could never adopt him with someone who didn't understand the score, and I could never guarantee their safety, not if he goes this aggressive. He is huge, and could seriously hurt someone if he felt threatened enough.
In talking with Janet, we have come to the point of some hard choices with him. We can adopt, save, and send onto wonderful homes most Bengals. But not Lear, who like Magic, is out of options.
He can go to a sanctuary. Or perhaps a good breeder will give him a home, he'd be in a kennel, but he would live, as the third choice is he will need to be put down.
The biggest problem is that I told him I would make it ok, and that he would be safe with me.
And he believed me.
I am really open to ideas here, tho I am pretty sure I know what I need to do.
I hope it can never be said of me I broke a trust.
And I hope it never will.
Love and Lear,