Our #1 kitty- gross TMI (*don't* say I didn't warn you!)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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One of the Neville kitties has a fascination with the toilet.

She especially liked to watch when Mr. Neville went standing up, as men sometimes do. She would bat at the stream.

Yesterday, she poked her head out into the middle of the toilet while watching him go, and her head intercepted the stream. This, of course, resulted in a wet cat. It later resulted in a wetter cat, as I grabbed her and washed her in the sink.

Later in the day, she seemed reluctant to come and watch us in the bathroom, though by now her fascination with our bathroom has overcome the dislike of baths. I’m hoping this will break her of batting at the stream and sticking her head over the toilet, but I’m not terribly optimistic.

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Well… I’d to say that I have no such tendencies…

Yet.

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Our oldest cat, Noel, narrowly missed having that happen to her. She outgrew her fascination with the toilet soon enough. How old is Toilet Kitty?

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And with that innocent question, the nickname stuck, and forevermore was the Neville kitten known as <bum ba da bum> Toilet Kitty!
:smiley:

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She will learn eventually. Our youngest (Hope) did, but it took a couple of occurrences.

When she was small, Hope was fascinated by the stream of water caused by me going to the bathroom. Mostly, she would watch. But once, she came running in, misjudged the distance and the height, and ended up in the bowl with me still doing my thing. (I immediately stopped, of course.) I had to pick her up out of the bowl, and put her in the tub, where she got both a shower and a bath.

But she didn’t learn. The same thing happened shortly afterwards when my father was visiting. Dad’s yelling from the bathroom alerted me, so I once again, picked Hope up out of the bowl and gave her a bath/shower.

She hasn’t done it since. If she heads for the bathroom, she will stop well short of the bowl while it is, shall we say, in direct use. She remains fascinated by the bathroom and all its uses, but she doesn’t seem to want to do anything that will get her another bath/shower.

She learned. Yours will too, I’m sure.

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She’s about 9.5 months old.

But Toilet Kitty won’t work as a nickname, because the other cat has had her own Close Encounter of the Toilet Kind. Once, she forgot to check if the lid was down before leaping onto the toilet, and ended up taking a swan dive into the bowl. There wasn’t anything other than water in the bowl that time, though.

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When our Boo was young and every-so-slightly more stupid than he is now, he was fascinated by the noise that would come from the toilet while I was peeing.

I would be standing there, doing my business, when a grey blur would come streaking into the bathroom and dive into the porcelain container from whence this odd noise emanated.

It only took him three golden showers, followed by the more standard type, before he figured out there were safer things in the house to attack.

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The cat behavior books don’t tell you that cats will do this stuff. It’s great to be able to come here and hear from others who had the same thing happen.

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Count your blessings. At least you don’t have a kitten who constantly steps in her own turds and has to be given baths at three a.m. after she’s tracked shit all across the kitchen table.

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Yeah, but do any of you have a cat who sticks his nose in your crotch as you’re inserting a tampon?

Or is it just me?

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Am I the only one who doesn’t let pets into the bathroom when it’s in use? :confused: I keep the door closed for this very reason.

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I don’t use tampons, but mine sniff at pads until I tell them to knock it off and take the pad away from them.

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Have you heard a cat that’s closed out of somewhere it really wants to be? My mom had a cat when I was a teenager whose yowling could have woken the dead. Two states away.

Ours don’t usually meow, but they do attempt to open the door by rolling into it. The first time Mr Neville and I kicked the cats out of the bedroom so we could… well, you know, they made thumping sounds against the door and made us wonder if they had invented a kitty trebuchet out there. We observed the rolling behavior on a later occasion.

We want to keep things quiet so as not to wake up the other one when one of us goes to the bathroom at night, so we don’t try to close the kitties out.

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We tried that, but ran afoul of Cat Rule No. 23: All doors to all rooms shall be open at all times. If a door is closed securely, any Cat shall be permitted to claw at the door and the carpet until such time as the Human opens the door.

Now, we just push the door until it’s closed, but not latched. If the cats want in, all they have to do is push or pull at the door, and they can open far enough that they can go through.

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My bathroom door is a swinging door with a 2-1/2 inch gap at the bottom. Only the fat cat can’t squeeze under, so we always have company in the bathroom. And Tweak insists on water being served to her in her special cup while you’re brushing your teeth. It’s easier to comply than to be woken up at 3 am by the sound of said special cup being knocked into the sink and rolled around. And there is a perpetual waterer not three feet away that she also uses. But she loves her cup.

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My husband and I are the only two in the apartment, with two cats, and we often leave the door barely closed - we never walk in on the other when we are doing our business. But the cats will, as other posters have mentioned, yowl until everyone in our small apartment complex is awoke. Since some of them work late and sleep in during the daytime, I try to keep the noise level down. This involves pleasing our little prisses.

On a TMI note, our “eldest daughter”, Sebastian (yes, yes, I know) is normally very antisocial. She seems to adore us, but only on her time. Otherwise, if you try to pet her, she snubs you, or runs away - generally acting as though you could give her fleas. One afternoon, my husband was out, and I was in the bathroom, paying dearly for a chili dog I’d thought was a grand idea for lunch… I mean, head in my hands, swearing never to eat another spicy food again… when little Sebastian noses open the door, and walks very daintily in. She decides this is the perfect time to tell me she loves me. I appreciate it. I’m in hell, after all. But no, rubbing against my legs isn’t enough. Begging to be petted isn’t enough. She heaves herself bodily into my lap, forcing me to sit upright, purring louder than a tractor… and curls up and goes to sleep. I didn’t have the heart or the energy to push her off.

On a more palatable note, our youngest cat, Kero, is fascinated by the bathroom and all it holds… everything needs to be sniffed, and played with, from combs to tampons to toilet paper to Advil bottles, which make a delightful rattling sound when batted (and make “mommy” come charging in to put it safely in the cabinet). But her favourite time to visit the bathroom is after hubby has taken a warm bath… I take showers, but hubby takes long, hot baths after he comes home from work that make a lot of steam and takes longer to “air out”, to soothe his tired muscles. Kero and Sebastian will both usually nose around in there, peeking into the tub while he relaxes, and get free pets and nose rubs from me, who’s usually sitting on the closed toilet talking to hubby about his day. Eventually, hubby gets out, towels off, and drains the tub. We all exit the bathroom as a family. But, if you peek back into the bathroom, ten minutes after we’ve all cleared out… there, sitting in the middle of the tub, with her eyes half closed and purring loudly for all the world to hear, is our little Kero. She loves to be warm.

They both love the bathroom. To them it’s just another room… well, not just another room, it’s *the coolest room * in the joint. As long as just one person is in there, it’s the place to be. If no one’s in there, it’s still the place to be, and they wonder why no one else is joining the party. They’re both sleeping out here in the living room with me right now, but when they wake up, well. Then the party starts, and I’ll hear various sundries get shown a grand old time.

Oh, perfect, I have a picture of them handy, here they are, together, enjoying the bathroom the way it apparently was supposed to be enjoyed.

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We’re talking about cats, here. You don’t “let” or “not let” them do anything.

Anastasaeon-you should send that in to a photo contest in Cat Fancy or something.

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Our Callie did this to me all the time. I would be standing there and all of a sudden a calico cat head would be peering over the edge of the toilet, staring intently with ears pooked forward. She was 13 when she died last year, and had done this all her life, although she never actually got peed on.

Callie and her two sisters from the same litter, Tabby and Peach, were/are convinced that water in the bathroom sink is much tastier and more thirst-quenching than cat bowl water, and will follow anyone going into the bathroom to jump up on the counter and demand sink water.

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One of my cats, I should have named him Oedipus, is obsessed with my nipples. When I would get out of the shower, he would jump on the bathroom sink and try to lick my nipple. Same thing in bed ( I sleep naked) he dives right on my poor nips, then after he licks them for about 15 minutes, I make him stop and scold him, because, you know, it’s wrong. :wink:

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The Neville kitties are convinced of the very same thing. I have seen them licking up drops of water that have been sitting in the sink or tub. They also try to drink out of our glasses when we’re drinking something. I don’t know why water from any other source is so preferable to cat-bowl water, but it seems to be.