Yeah, my fixed male does that. He doesn’t hump, he bites Trudy’s neck and just stands there straddling her. What’s weird is that it usually seems like Trudy doesn’t even notice. Butch bites her neck and straddles, Trudy sits there, just like she does if she’s alone. If she’s sitting erect, she maintains her queenly pose. If she’s lounging, she stays lounging. Sometimes, she’ll attack him, but in general, she completely ignores the attempted molestation.
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Psycho has started a new, strange thing. She has always adopted stuffed toys that more or less look like kittens, but with the latest one she has added a new quirk. It spends all day in her bed, and then after we go to bed at night, she puts it on the floor under my desk. She doesn’t sleep there with it as she comes upstairs and sleeps with us. And it doesn’t seem like she’s making it “safe” since under my desk is a pretty open area. I don’t know why her latest “baby” is supposed to spend the night there - I’ve asked her and she isn’t telling. 
I once walked in on my boy doing this to his sister. They both looked at me like “Do you mind? We’d like some privacy!”
I bought some cat toys yesterday. These particular toys are mouse shaped, covered with “fur”, are stuffed with catnip, and have feathers on them. (It’s a bird! It’s a mouse! It’s SUPERCATTOY!!) The young female is of the opinion that they need to be defeathered and skinned. It looks like a bird exploded all over the house with all the feathers.
The other three cats are perfectly content to play with the feathermice as is, without defurring or defeathering them.
I feel a little weird posting this on the Dope, but… my cat seems to understand verbal instructions.
For years I tried communicating with her via regular training types of methods–a squirt bottle to keep her off the kitchen counters, for example. If I wanted her to pay attention to something I’d point at it. Etc. Nonverbal stuff.
I have been working from home lately, sitting on the sofa so the arm will support my back (which hurts). She was trying to climb onto me more and more often, and with a huge pregnant belly, there just isn’t room for her between me and the keyboard if I’m still going to reach the keys. One day when she was climbing on me I said “sweetie, if you want to cuddle close, cuddle close, but I’ve gotta be able to use the keyboard.” She instantly desisted and curled up right beside me… which she has NEVER done before. It’s always been in-the-lap or sulking-in-another-room. No in between.
Then one evening when she and my husband and I had all been cuddling in front of the fireplace, and hubster and I decided it was TV-time, he scratched her ears and said “we’re going to go watch TV now, and we’d like it if you came and watched with us.” We hadn’t had the TV on for five minutes before she came in and cuddled… which is rare in itself, but it’s the first time she’s ever come in within an hour of us settling down in there.
Kinda weird. I’m looking forward to future experiments.
Well I’m currently waiting to see if my cat will give me back my diamond earring he has either eaten or hidden.
One of my cats, the scary smart one, knew the names of the rooms for the old house. She’d holler at my husband (she’s Siamese), and he tell her “your mom’s in the kitchen/den/bedroom”, and she’d run to the appropriate room. Since we moved, she’s rather confused about us using the same names for what she considers to be different rooms, and she’s kind of pissed off about it.
Frank the Waiter and I lived in an old row house with a full staircase and lovely hardwood floors. Frank loved those floors especially when I had just put a small area rug back in its correct position. He would go upstairs to the landing, turn around, barrel down the stairs and slide around the corner, pick up his pace and then jump on the rug. If he made a good job of it, the rug would slide about seven feet until it hit the wall next to my dinner table. He would than stand up and “mrrrow” at me in hopes that I would reposition the rug so he could do it again.
He also once managed to knock my razor off the windowsill into the bathtub, out of the bathtub, down the stairs, through the living room and dining room into the kitchen. I knew he was the guilty party because he was missing half his whiskers, but I could not find that razor anywhere. I bought a new one. About a year later I found the razor under the refrigerator.
Herself (Maggie) has recently taken to caterwauling whenever she grabs hold of her mousie and carries it about.
I’m not sure why the vocal aerobics, but she apparently has something to tell the world about her mousie. Turk and I just look at one another and roll our eyes together.
She plucks the strings of my Ukulele with her teeth one by one. She listens to each note before moving to the next string.
I assume the mousie is a toy? This weekend I rescued a field mouse one of the cats was walking around with in his mouth…by turning on the vacuum cleaner he’s terrified of. The best part? Unlike most of the time I’ve taken mice from him, he didn’t get angry at me and sulk for hours when the mouse got away. Apparently he thought the vacuum turned itself on! 
Our two cats, Rocco and Sheba both have weird quirks. If I am sleeping on my side with my back to her, Sheba will poke me in the back until I roll over on my back. Then she sleeps on my chest. All 3 or 4 times she’s done it, I thought it was my girlfriend trying to wake me up! Rocco has a strange fascination with water. When I soak after weight lifting, he will sit on the edge of the tub and swish his tail back and forth in the water. When he drinks, he dips his paw into his bowl (Sheba started doing this too) and lifts his paw to his mouth rather than lap it up. Finally, if we leave the water bowl on the floor for them, Rocco splashes it everywhere so we had to move it to the bathtub. We empty the bowl out when we take showers, and he will cry until we refill it!
My cat seems to shake whilst trying to go to sleep, at first i was pretty worried, and had no idea what so ever what she was doin, so i decided to take her to the vets, to then find out, its pretty normal, they didnt say much as to why she shakes, but that its very common, so if your cat shakes wilst trying to sleep (unless it looks like she’s having a fit!) its normal
I know a woman who has an un-neutered tomcat (indoor-only cat, yes, I agree it should be fixed, because she’s poor and is saving up for an operation, really!). This cat is around 8 years old and not exactly a ball of fire, seems indifferent to any typical cat toys. She about gave up until this cat went into her 6 year old daughter’s room one day, spotted one of those little toy rabbit-fur kitties in a basket (do they still sell those? I had one eons ago when I was little) and grabbed it between his front paws and started licking it. And licking it, and grooming it and grooming it, really working away, until finally she had to take it away and put it out of sight. Now, when the cat seems in need of entertainment, she brings out his ‘baby’, and he goes to town, grooming his ‘baby’ for half an hour at a time…What makes him do this? Is it the smell? (it must smell like cat spit by now!). Is he imagining it’s another cat that wants to be groomed? Is it trans-gender maternal instinct? He isn’t biting it, trying to mate with it, just holds it in his paws and licks it. Cats are funny things!
Boris is spoiled rotten. When the dry food is empty in the night, he pushes everything off the desk on to the floor.He will throw the pen and pencil case, the rubber Yoda, napkins, notepads and whatever else is there.
Jasmine MUST supervise me in the shower and bath. She will drink the bathwater, too. I shut the door now so I can bathe in peace… but when I open it, she is always there, giving me a WTF??? look…
I know a cat drinking from the faucet isn’t all that odd, but my cat will lay in the bathroom sink and let the water run over him until he’s soaked to the skin and the water is pooling up around him. He’s a big boy, so he fills up the sink pretty well. He won’t start drinking until he has that pool of water around him. Then when he’s done he’ll run through the place dripping water everwhere. Just try catching a wet 16-pound cat to dry him off… :mad:
Our cat has a number of strange behaviors and the following is one of them.
In the morning if I sneeze or cough she will meow loudly and sometimes run over and jump on my lap. If she is on my lap and asleep she sometimes doesn’t meow and if I ask her “Where is my meow”? she will respond with one. If she is really asleep she may just make a little squeak or rarely make no response.
Of course the Family Circus has already discussed peculiar thing cats do and why
I used to have a cat that learned to jump up and turn the light switch off.
I had another one that absolutely loved to have me dig his ears out with a Q-tip. He would moan, groan, drool, twitch and purr like a Harley. My (now ex-)wife commented one time that he was have an eargasm.
