Well acually it’s my mother’s cat. Which makes the whole thing more perverted. When my mom comes home he waits for her to go to the bathroom (wich she usually does when she gets home) so she can pet him while she’s on the toilet.
I figured it was just a matter of habit…till today when I started petting him and he ran to the bathroom. Because apparently he prefers to be petted by a woman on a toilet. Does this not count as some bizzare kitty fetish? I think he should seek professional help.
I’ve heard they like having a captive audience- you aren’t going to get up and go away, you might as well pet them.
Luna and Katya are spayed, but we think Katya might be a butch lesbian. I’ve seen her standing over Luna’s back and grabbing Luna by the scruff. This usually starts a fight. It’s really funny because Katya’s significantly smaller than Luna…
My cat likes to be pet while I am peeing too…I suppose its because of the captive audience thing, but I think my cat has a thing for the toilet. When he was a kitten I caught him jumping into the toilet to play in the water.
They think that you’re going to escape through the secret back door in the bathroom that they’re convinced is there, but just can’t find.
Cat enjoys being pet by a person on the toilet. However, Cat further enjoys getting between the shower curtains to bat at a person on the toilet; the outermost curtain has circular cutouts.
Well, it’s not that I don’t understand cats liking to be petted when they’ve got you cornered in the bathroom. It was only when I realized he prefered to be petted by half naked woman on toilets that I got concerned.
Do you think there’s a web site dedicated to woman with their pants down petting cats? Probably. Please don’t tell me about it.
There’s room for a line in here about pussies, but I’m not touching it.
So to speak.
My cats both want to swarm me and demand pets when I’m on the toilet. When I close the door, they line up outside the door and wait for me with distraught little looks on their faces.
The boy has figured out that the toilet is Mommy’s Litterbox and is very curious about it. At least half his interest is, uh, trying to get a look at the action. This is why I started closing the door. He truly is a little pervert. He enjoys cornering me, my mom, and both the girl kitties in the bathroom so he can watch us “go” with intense interest.
So maybe your Mom’s cat is a perv.
Oddly, only one of our two cats needs to be in the bathroom when someone is using it.
He’s very accomplished at headbutting the bathroom door open (it sticks some and won’t generally latch all the way closed without special effort). If he can’t manage it, though, he’ll stand right outside, scrape his claws down the door and cry until someone lets him in.
Of course, he only wants to be petted about half the time. He always has to be there, but at least half the time he just sprawls on the bathmat (or in the tub) and watches you intently. Won’t allow himself to be petted, he just has to watch.
Then he feels compelled to watch everything swirl down when you flush.
If you’re in the bathroom for puposes other than using the toilet, he sometimes will eye the toilet and then look at you and then eye the toilet and then look at you - with that unmistakeable begging look. Then he’ll happily watch the water swirl down.
Nah. He doesn’t know that peeing is supposed to be a private act. After all, he does it in front of God and everybody. If cats and dogs have the brain-power to think about it, I imagine they think we’re pretty weird for going to hide when we’re answering Nature’s Call.
I’m relieved to hear that I’m not the only person who has a pervert cat.
He gets so upset when I shut him out that he spends the time sticking his paws underneath the door until such time as I let him in.
You think that’s perverted? My neutered female “presents” her anus to me and yowls until I pet the base of her tail very hard. I noted that toms hold the females by the scruff while fucking, so I tried that while petting her and she got even more happy. It’s shockingly embarrassing, but she won’t let up until I do it. When she gets like that, my wife calls me: “jjimm, the cat wants bum sex again, you need to service her”.
I’m not even going to MENTION what my perverted boy cat did a couple of weeks ago :eek: .
But both of mine get incredibly pissed off when you lock them out of the bathroom. I’m not sure they care what you’re doing, just that THEY ARE MISSING IT!
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No baby yet? What’s your due date? And how is ElzaHub’s job search going?
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Now that’s perverted.
My eldest dog wants the base of her tail rubbed. When she gets in that mood, she won’t leave you alone until you do it. It’s like an upside-down hump. She’ll find a part of a human’s body which is at the right height, back up to it and rub the base of her spine energetically against it.
Both my cats do this, though it’s mostly the boy.
We call the boy “Sexy Rexy, the Girard Street Rapist” because of his history of perverted behavior. Even though he and the girl cat are both neutered, he still jumps on her back and bites the scruff of her neck sometimes in a half-assed, confused attempt at sex. He occasionally tries to wake me up by French kissing me. Sometimes when I’m on the computer, he gets into my lap and tries to knead my breast. And when my sister was living with me, he got into her bed one night and bit her nipple through her nightgown.
:eek:
I really want to know what Elza’s cat did!
Actually, it did have something to do with the baby :dubious: . (Umm…yeah, he got in a lick where he shouldn’t have been licking, but I suspect it’s because there was cough a milk-like substance that interested him cough .) After I finished being horrified, I think I laughed for fifteen minutes straight.
Avarie, answering the hijack - not yet - I’m pulling up the pregnant/new parent thread to post an update (and ask a question, so if you give me a minute and hop over there, I could use some advice:).
E.
Back when I had cats, one of them would always follow me into the john, and while I was doing God’s work she would get into my underpants (which were down around my ankles) and just stare up at me.
