Strange cat behavior

This is actually a real question, but I am not thinking its answerable enough to be put in GQ, so hopefully this will do. Plus, if gives everyone the chance to add their own 'Strange Cat Behavior" stories to the thread. And who knows, perhaps we have some renown cat behavioral specialists lurking in our midst that can explain this behavior.

So, lets introduce todays patient:

Name: Wrigley
Occupation: Cat
Status: Clearly insane

Wrigley is a good cat. She meows. She purrs occasionally. She likes my wife way better than me, but heck, so do I. :slight_smile: But she has this weird habit.

When she decides she needs to be petted, she will stand at my feet and meow loudly. Then she will start to walk out of the bedroom, glancing back to make sure I am following. If I do not follow, she will walk back and meow again.

If I begin to follow she will proceed through the kitchen, again glancing back to make sure I am following. It’s a real “Lassie” moment. (What’s that girl? Timmy’s stuck in the well? And my stock portfolio isn’t doing well? Damn!)

Assuming I am game, I proceed through the kitchen to the living room, where with a single look back to make I didn’t stop at the fridge or something, she will flop onto the carpet and assume the “pet me” position.

What the heck cat?!? Whats wrong with the bedroom carpet??? I just don’t get it. Furthermore, if we start out in the livingroom, we do the game in reverse, my having to trapse all the way into the bedroom before getting ‘rewarded’ by being allowed to pet her.

I mean seriously, my cat has issues right? It’s okay… you can tell me…

Crap… gotta go… she’s coming!

It’s a control issue. She just wants you to be somewhere you aren’t, and then demands your total attention.

Oh, wait…we were talking about your cat, not your wife.

Sorry. I got nothin’. :smiley:

First mistake: You think you’re the owner of the cat. Second mistake: Believing that there is some kind of male logic to cats. As Robert A. Heinlein once said, “Women and cats will do whatever they want and men just have to learn to accept that.” :smiley:

Strange behavior? By a cat?

That’s what cats do. They’re strange. I think it’s all an evil plot to drive us insane.

glares at Maggie lying on her bed. Yeah, I’m on to you, you little demon spawn.

I always thought of it as more of a hobby.

i had a black cat that couldn’t sleep unless he curled up and sucked one of his nipples.

i don’t know.

My oldest cat is an asshat.

That is all.

My girl cat has ElzaHub wrapped around her little paw. Her new thing is pulling a toy out of her toy basket (we have a basket full o’toys that we keep in the living room - but she must pull out six or seven toys at once instead of just one to play with), batting it across the room, and then stopping and looking at ElzaHub piteously so that he’ll come get it and throw it for her again. And if she happens to get it stuck under a table or chair, he’s in trouble - she’ll HOWL at him, staring at him until he goes underneath to get it. And he always does.

Granted, I have no room to talk, as I’m a sucker for my boy cat when he wants to sleep on my laptop.

E.

Evil Fat Scarlett will sit on the floor in front of the couch and bellow loudly, refusing to let you reach down and pet her. She demands that you invite her on to the couch by patting her spot on it and telling her how pretty she is. Then she will jump up, walk to a spot just out of your reach, plop on to her side and wait for you to move over so that you can pet her.

Cats are stupid, and we are stupider for allowing them to own us.

I have a very rare kind of cat: he’s a slob. I have to bathe him every other week.

One of his quirks is that when he wants to be petted, he tuggs on your pant leg. If you’re not wearing pants, he just tuggs on the skin. ::owww:: He taught this trick to my younger cats, so now my legs are in danger! :eek:

Cats are strange. They like to be in charge. I lived in a house with 16 cats. Eating anything looked like a scene from the African savanha. You were only there to serve them, so begging of any kind was constant. I think this is the closest I will come to living with a bunch of movie stars/super models.

I think I used to have your Scarlett’s Evil Twin (which would make her the Eviler Twin?). My Isabella used to do something similar, as well - except she was so fat that you’d have to LIFT her onto the couch with you and then make room for her.

I loved that old girl…almost two years gone, and I still miss her.

E.

I came in here for the jpegs. Where are the jpegs?

If I’m on the computer and my boy Shilla wants attention, he gets behind my chair and bumps his tail against it. Not me, the chair. I didn’t even realize he was doing this until Bob pointed it out. And if I don’t reach down to pet him immediately, he walks away in a huff.

Frosted Sister’s cat, Vegas, does not generally like to be petted by me. Instead, he waits until I lie down for a nap to let me know that it is petting time. Unlike her other cats, who just rub against you and turn over to get your attention, he has taken to climbing onto the nearest shelf and divebombing my torso until I reach a hand out to pet him.

Hey, man, that’s one cool cat!

Cats actually do this on occasion. I’ve noticed that when I get hauled out of my bed by a page from work, and I have to go into the living room to work, our alpha cat Rocco follows me out after a few minutes, and then begins meowing at regular intervals until I go back to bed.

I had a friend when I was younger who had this really wonderful cat that I taught how to jump up onto my shoulder. She’d ride around on there like a parrot and I thought it was just about the coolest thing ever.

I guess one day her dad was in the bedroom and bent over to change his pants or whatever, and said cat launched herself off the dresser in an attempt to play the shoulder game.

He was dang near startled to death and received some scratches in the encounter as well. My friend let me know her father was NOT impressed with kitty’s new trick.

Doh! I knew I was gonna get in trouble for posting a cat thread without photos!

I’ll try to take some pictures of the offender for posting tonight!

Ahh I am so glad to hear that my Noriko isn’t the only one! I don’t know what’s up with that kitty! She wasn’t taken away from mommy too early…matter of fact mommy was around until Noriko was at least a year old. At age three I think she’s outgrown it for the most part, but after all this time her belly skin sags like she’s nursed a litter of her own.
She’s also a very skittish cat and not at all affectionate. She’s never been abused but if I stretch out a hand to stroke her head she’ll duck as though she expects to be swatted. She will occasionally come to me and brush against my leg and look at me shyly (is this a word?) but with love.
Crazy as she is, she’s my favorite of the bunch.