Your cat’s annoying adorable habits? Adorably annoying?
The Merc (Freddie Mercury) wants me to pay attention to him and stretches out his left foreleg to pat me gently with his paw, touching my arm or face.
With his claws out just far enough to prick me. Every darn time.
My late Greybeard was determined to groom my head when I was in bed, which wouldn’t have been so bad if he didn’t keep finding imaginary mats to try to chew out. The patches of saliva-slicked hair he left me with weren’t so great, either.
Bear the Siamese sleeps on the headboard of my bed with his sister Meeko. They have cute little soft cubbies/cuddlers. If I as much as breath deeply, out comes a paw. First it’s like it’s just pointing at me.
If I push and make more noise than he’s in the mood for I hear a small rumble coming from a cute screen printed cozy/cubby. If it goes further I get a head out and hiss. Which I know are curse words talking bad about my mother.
I’ve rarely taken as far as to get him bodily coming out and giving me the full measure of his ire.
It’s ugly.
Khoshekh, who has decided that I belong to him and should be dedicated to cuddling him when he wants to be cuddled, abruptly decides when I should go to bed so he can have the chair to himself. This usually happens at around 9:30 pm. He’ll stand up from my lap, walk onto the arm of the chair, and scrabble behind my back like he’s going to be able to dig a den behind me. If I get up, he stretches out on the chair and then curls up to sleep. If I don’t, he’ll either worm his way behind me and push at me with his paws or stalk off in a huff.
Roxy enjoys sitting on the backs of people’s chair and licking their heads, especially if they have freshly-washed hair.
Simi is a dog, but he plays a cute little game with me. Every few days I find one slipper missing when I exit the shower. I have to search the house to find where Simi has left it.
He doesn’t chew it. He just carries it somewhere different each time.
Both current cats, Sally and Merc, like to reach out a paw and yank the water dish toward them before drinking, hauling it across the floor, often slopping out some water. I’ve had to put the water dishes into heavy ceramic containers to stop the hauling.
Sally likes to drink from a trickling faucet, jumping up to sinkside whenever I go near the bathroom. So I got her a pet fountain. She took one look at it and never used it.
The Current Senior Cat likes to curl around my head when I go to bed, purring loudly. Which is very nice, or would be, except that he also likes to knead in my hair. Ouch!
The Most Recent Feline Addition, if he catches me barefooted (such as in the john first thing in the morning), likes to wash my toes. The first lick or two are fine. Continued washing, with that raspy cat tongue, gets unpleasant. I’ve taken to leaving a pair of socks ready within reach of the toilet, when I remember. – the last time he did this, though, he took two licks and then stopped. Maybe he’s getting the idea?
Well, it did require frequent cleaning and refilling, since other cats did drink from it and slobber food scraps into it. But true, that didn’t require me to be right there turning it on for her, adjusting it to just the right flow, and turning it off when she’s done.
Count yourself lucky. Molly kneads my crotch before settling in for the night.
Abby insists on being allowed to look in the freezer (full size) and gets upset if she doesn’t get at least one look per day.
True dat. But then, she’s 18 years old, getting thin – though still active and agile – and I guess she’s entitled to be a demanding little old lady.
I just wish she didn’t have such a loud, harsh meow when she wants to be fed. She never had a sweet voice but it’s gotten worse in her old age.
@thorny_locust: Claw clippers are helpful yes – as long as the cat’s willing to get with the program. Tiny Sally has to be taken to the vet as I live alone and it takes at least three hands to control her and clip. She is, of course, a little lady rather than a whirling dervish for the vet techs.
Is her voice getting louder? If so, she may be going deaf. Some old cats do, and a loud voice (because she can’t hear herself unless she shouts) may be the most noticeable symptom, as deaf cats in most circumstances do just fine using their other senses.
Try clapping your hands loudly right behind her head when she’s asleep/has her eyes shut. (If her eyes are open, she may respond to the motion, even if she’s looking the other way.) Also, does she hear you dishing out goodies even if she’s asleep in the other room before you start?
Try two or three claws at a time, starting with a half asleep cat, or a very relaxed purring being-petted one.
Heh. Sally’s hearing is excellent when there’s a chance of food. I can try stealth clipping (if I could find the darn clippers) but I’d get one claw, maybe, before she fled. Just touch her paw and she’s all “Oh hell no!”
People watching me get up and open the door, and get up and open the door, and get up and open the door, sometimes ask why I don’t just get a cat door.
That’s why. The cats would love to stock the house with live creatures of multiple species for them to chase around inside.
I used to live in a place where mice would migrate inside during the winter. I know they did because more than once I would step on the remnants in nightly bathroom runs.