She uses my garbage can as a perch thejust in time for me to seriously want to dipose of something
The cat has needs, but refuses to communicate them without first performing an elaborate bee-style ritual dance/scream-off
E.g. if she wants to drink from the faucet, I have to stand there while she circles and jumps from countertop to countertop for 5 minutes. If I turn on the faucet in advance she will get annoyed at being rushed and reset the entire QuickTime event
The part where they both died 10 years ago…
Cat tax plz.
Drinking from the toilets 🤢🤮
Mostly refuses to drink water anywhere but from the bathroom sink. Refuses to eat any food that’s been in the food bowl for more than half a hour or so. Pees on my bathroom rug if I leave it on the floor when she’s around…
Cats are fucking assholes, let me tell you.
Two cats, both have their own annoying thing. Black short hair bob tail: will get into any and all food if left out. Has learned to open cabinets and cupboard to get to hidden food. Has chewed through a cardboard box to chew through the bag of dog food, found him neck deep in the bag crunching away. Has chewed a hole in a canvas bag to get to dog food. Oh, and recently started peeing in the laundry. Long haired colorful: gets bored and wants to go outside, will wander the house screaming at the top of his lungs, clawing at every door. Happens anywhere between midnight and 3am, almost every night. Will bolt for the door if you have it open and aren’t watching for him. Where does he want to go? Rolls on his back in the road.
Cat 1 is a reincarnation of an ancient god of chilling and relaxation. He will sleep on whatever place you want to sit. Your nice garden chair? Cat. Desk chair? Cat. Bed? Cat. He’s a little burglar that will break into the neighborhoods houses and sleep on their stuff as well. Doesn’t matter if they already own cats themselves.
Cat 2 loves scratches and cuddles but will always stand juuuust out of reach, rubbing herself and rolling on the floor. If you move closer, she’ll move further away. She’s also a cryptid and only able to be photographed like a blurry bigfoot so I can’t show anyone how cute she is with her little white mittens.
My cat will pick up socks from the dirty sock basket and carry them around in his mouth while yowling. Often this occurs right before he goes to hump something. No idea what the fuck he’s doing, but he leaves the socks everywhere.
Cut his balls off
They’re gone. He’s 11, I adopted him off the street at ~2.5 and he was already neutered.
Old story, may not qualify. Something like 30ish years ago when I was but a young lad, I had some stuffed animals on a shelf that my dad had won from the claw machine on bowling nights. That takes dedication right there. Anyway one was a small, slightly fuzzy brown dog.
The cat decided to “this is mine now” with it and her preferred hiding place was under the parents’ bed. My mother world constantly find it when cleaning, give it back, and tell me to put it away. Cat came back and took it again. Every. Single. Time.
Eventually I just gave up and let her keep it. My mom had to restitch the neck several times because that’s where cats grab kittens when carrying them around.
My cat is a fluffy bastard. He likes to lay in dirt with debris of sorts. Pollen, seeds, twigs, flowers, bits of loose moss… the leftover stuff after spring. And so he and his fluffy coat come in and leave a trail of the stuff wherever he goes. I spent time brushing it out, only for him to gather it up again the followibg day. He is a walking swiffer.
My cat loves to be a bongo, there is nothing in the world he loves so much as to have his bum bomped. So rather than lie in my lap or rub his cheek against my hand when he wants attention, he sticks his butt in my face instead. If my face is inaccessible, he makes sure his butt is by my hand or arm so he’s constantly in the way if I’m on the computer or working with my hands. If he’s near me his butt is pointed towards me. He’s a handsome boy so it’d be nice to see the other side of him sometimes.
We discovered the bongo technique about two years ago, I genuinely can’t remember how we gave her attention before that, for now there is only bongos.
My cats won’t stop playing in the dirt…
Tap for sadness
…because they died and were buried in the backyard
Edit: I loved my cats, this is just how I process grief.
I had a cat that used to yank all the books off the bottom of the bookshelves, not because he wanted to sit there, just because.
He also used to bang the bottom kitchen cupboards over and over again with his paw just because.
He hated whistling. If you whistled, he would scream at you to stop, and if you didn’t, he would bite your face.
5am face snuffle. Basically trying to wake me up to feed him.
Our 17 year old cat (who we’ve had since she was 18 months old) has never had any interest in wet cat food. At best she would lick it the gravy off then walk away. We recently adopted a 4yo who had gotten used to getting wet food in the morning while he was living with a foster.
Now 17yo lady comes to beg for wet food every morning and won’t leave me alone about it. So the wet food gets split between them - he gets briefly shut in a room with his half and she gets to lick her plate in peace. Then 5 minutes later I let him out to come eat the food I gave her.
If she weren’t old and suffering kidney disease I might not be so inclined to humor her.
Yes you would lol
Yeah… yeah I would.
I’ve got a cat that does the same thing, just licks the gravy, I made the mistake one day of getting the patte, my other cat scarfed it down no problem, but miss priss sat there next to her bowl looking at it then looking at me like um this must be fixed immediately.
Yeah, ours does the same with the patte. But she’ll scarf down the “Silver Comfort” patte if its in a tube like Churu.
Mine doesn’t like the pate either, I think it’s the texture
My cat would occasionally scratch her left hear so hard that it would bleed then shake her head and spray blood all over the place.
