Yeah, cats definitely have the urge to bury extra food (or possibly food they don’t care for). I made some home-made chili one day, and I thought I’d give my cat a treat and give her a little bit of it. She promptly tried to bury it, giving my husband a good laugh. Critic.
My coworker’s cat does this - but she thinks it’s to escape the stench. Which could be, kitty poo REEKS.
I adopted a stray kittie a couple of years ago. He has some behavioral “issues” (i.e. he sprays in the house) and is generally neurotic. One evening as I was getting ready for bed, he ran into the bathroom hoped up on the toilet and peed in the bowl! Who knew? Now if only he would lay off the spraying and just use the toilet.
Neko, who is a sweet cat but a few kibble short of a food bowl, scratches the walls, floor and just about everything around the area except the actual litter in the box and then makes a quick escape so that I don’t see that it was her. It doesn’t matter though because Shimi, who is seriously anal-retentive about things being where they belong, will come along soon after and cover up whatever Neko left.
Shimi also watches when I put in fresh sand so that he can use the clean stuff first whether he has to or not.
Shimi right now has a bit of a head cold… some sniffling and a few amazingly loud sneezes. I feel sorry for the little guy but at the same time it’s pretty funny to see. He looks so confused and angry when it happens.
tbdi, those are really nice cat names.
Dude, do you realise that you’re probably sitting on a $10,000 dollar video if you get that on tape?
The cat I just inherited doesn’t seem to have too many litter issues - he shares the pan with my dog and other than covering everything up, he doesn’t seem to be to weird in their.
However, EVERY morning I wake up with his nose touching mine. His face is literally one millimeter away from mine and he’s staring at me. If I don’t wake up sufficiently fast, he starts chewing on my face, which doesn’t feel nearly as good as it sounds.
My dog just stares at him like “Dude - what’s wrong with you? Go back to sleep.”
I’ve never had a cat before. They’re…different than dogs.
My cat Dolphiedoes that with her Ugly Doll. She’s had that thing for the entire 12 years I’ve had her, and she often carries it around in her mouth while meowing piteously. I’m not sure what she wants, if she’s sad or playing or what. She has also dunked Ugly Doll in the water bowl a couple of times. That thing is really disgusting but she loves it, but I don’t, esp. when it gets put into my clean laundry. She’s also been known to put it in my suitcase if I’m packing to go somewhere, so then I find it on arrival, which is cute, I have to say.
What’ll you offer for a video of him mating with his little stuffed girlfriend?
He drags her from room to room and, well, he mates with her. Yes he’s fixed. He just likes getting his kicks from the poor little thing.
We don’t touch her.
Hmmm, until I read the entire post, I thought you meant she let you have your way with her in that room. It left me confused for a while. 
My cat (Miss-Miss) generally prowls at night and raises hell when I’m trying to sleep, so, out the bedroom she went, with a closed door behind her. But, without fail, around 4 -5 AM she sits by my bedroom door yowling in the most pitiful manner, telling me its time to wake up. I get up early so this dosen’t bother me much.
Wow. Way trippy, but totally cute! I adore personable kitties. They’re just sooo cool.
Our Emily likes to wait until Papa Tiger has just gone to sleep and then go on a pre-poop lightning circuit of the room, using him as a launching and/or landing pad. Then she goes in to her box, which is in the master bathroom, and scratches, and scratches, and scratches. Until I want to throw rocks at her. Then she climbs out, goes and crunches on dry cat food loud enough to wake the dead, and then and only then deigns to come lie down next to me. Although sometimes she climbs up on her cat tree and scratches the hell out of it for a minute, just to create more ruckus. She never, ever cuddles in bed with Papa Tiger; it must be me. And without exception, the very first thing she does when she crawls in bed is either try to lick my chin or shove her cold wet nose up against my face. We play that game several times before she finally settles down and proceeds to purr, again loud enough to wake the dead. Papa Tiger has often suggested we should have named her Diesel.
She also yells at me if she doesn’t think her box is sufficiently clean, and is an ossified poop nugget-leaver for emphasis. Actually, she yells at me regularly just on general principle; it’s not like she’s not living the life of Riley.
Wow! There’s a blast from the past!
I am begging you to try to get a picture of that. I have tears streaming down my face just from the description.
She also ripped Ugly Doll’s head off once and left her floating in the water bowl (you can see the stitches where I sewed it back on in the photo). That thing stank and took 4 days to dry, but I couldn’t bear to throw it out. Yeah, Dolphie’s a weird one.
My dad had a dog that when she wanted to go out in the mornings (usually 5 AM) would hop on you, get right in your face and bark. Yeah, that’s what I want to be staring at after a hard night of drinking is the tonsils of an 8 pound teacup poodle.
Lucky cat. Just once I’d like to be able to chew on alice’s face, much less wake up next to her every morning.
My sister-in-law has a T-shirt that says, “The cats are SO BAD and they don’t even care!” I think you might need one.
One of our cats, Snoopy, does this exact same thing (he’s 13). He’ll stay in the box for a good 5 minutes, trying to cover up the mess. Scratch the walls of the box for a couple of minutes, smell around a little bit… “yep, still smells.” And repeat.
Good to know he’s not alone.
LilShieste
Ahhh, I’ve got tears. Great stuff. 
Someone had a cat named Midnight. Okay, I’m hijacking my own thread slightly. I’ve always had a black cat. I think they’re beautiful and frequently go UNadopted. Is Midnight black?
I had Shadow, now I’ve got Bumper.
The cats will eat a plant until, of course, they puke up the greens along with whatever else is in their bellies. Then, utterly innocently, they’ll sniff around at it as though it’s a delicacy just laid down for their gastronomic edification.
–gag-- I do love my cats, but eeeeeeeech.
Daughter and I were talking last night and Thunder was sitting on the floor nearby, patiently bathing his anus. I looked at her and said, " Explain to me why we LIKE putting our faces near theirs and being lovey dovey ??? "