I have been involved with one hoarding situation and was the only one at first. I ended up involving the hoarders son, got info from the shelter Director who wanted to help with the cats and who had an officer on stand by in case I needed his help. I started taking by taking 7 cats out of the 50 and made a big point of communicating everything with the hoarder. I would show her pictures of how the cats were doing and in their new homes, getting vet care, etc. That helped a lot and she just couldn't get enough of hearing about how they were being treated, how they were etc. She would cry and cry every time i took more of the cats. I felt like a heel but the cats needed me, the son needed my help, and the woman needed to get to a more healthy point for her life. I had a lot of help in placements as there were 50 cats, mostly black, all inbred, a handful needed an eye removed but it was also a Godsend that she had spent so much time with the cats in the trailer that they were all friendly, and not one turned out to have diseases other than some herpes/calici . I learned SO MUCH about hoarding as a psychiatric disease in this case and I also learned that after all these cats lived in the tightest of quarters without cages that when one of the shelters helping put them in individual cages they all were VERY stressed out. By the next day they doubled them up and immediately became manageable and friendly again, rather than petrified. When they had a bowl of food and water to themselves it didn't take much more after that. Two things i had to be careful of when adopting out. They had never seen a dog, had no fear and i made a point of telling people they would need to be protected from dogs that didn't like cats. They also are problem 'children' on counters as they all fought for counter space rather than walk on the floor which was utterly horrific. I have two of the cats myself and they are really sweet cats but do love to get up high on things still Bottom line: What worked best with the hoarder was convincing her I could get better care for the cats than she could give them because she had so many it was impossible to keep up. I think she actually did realize that and therefore listened to me. I left her with 2 fixed cats, and after 2 months her son took her to the Phillipines to visit her family as she had not been able to leave her cats for over 6 years.....and 2 months later, she died of cancer. I told the son i felt horrible about taking all her cats from her and then her dying but he convinced me she was actually so happy to see her family and she knew the cats were alive and being cared for. I learned a lot.
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