She uses my garbage can as a perch thejust in time for me to seriously want to dipose of something
I had a cat that used to yank all the books off the bottom of the bookshelves, not because he wanted to sit there, just because.
He also used to bang the bottom kitchen cupboards over and over again with his paw just because.
He hated whistling. If you whistled, he would scream at you to stop, and if you didn’t, he would bite your face.
Melon pees in the bath, Snuggles licks plastic bags, and Franny has chronic snot rockets. I love them all endlessly.
pees in the bath
Ooh, I do not like that. Would never allow them to pee anywhere outside their fancy litterbox…
5am face snuffle. Basically trying to wake me up to feed him.
Existing in a quantum superposition of living and dead states.
The cat has needs, but refuses to communicate them without first performing an elaborate bee-style ritual dance/scream-off
E.g. if she wants to drink from the faucet, I have to stand there while she circles and jumps from countertop to countertop for 5 minutes. If I turn on the faucet in advance she will get annoyed at being rushed and reset the entire QuickTime event
The part where they both died 10 years ago…
Cat tax plz.
When I stand up to stretch after sitting for a while, he will jump on my char and lay over it.
I have almost sat on him a few times.
Oh yes, ours is a chair thief too! Little stinkers.
My cat loves to be a bongo, there is nothing in the world he loves so much as to have his bum bomped. So rather than lie in my lap or rub his cheek against my hand when he wants attention, he sticks his butt in my face instead. If my face is inaccessible, he makes sure his butt is by my hand or arm so he’s constantly in the way if I’m on the computer or working with my hands. If he’s near me his butt is pointed towards me. He’s a handsome boy so it’d be nice to see the other side of him sometimes.
We discovered the bongo technique about two years ago, I genuinely can’t remember how we gave her attention before that, for now there is only bongos.
Stands directly behind me, yowling. Keeps it up until I pick him up and cuddle him. Does this only when I’m cooking.
Drinking from the toilets 🤢🤮
We have an auto feeder for their dry food that has a removable metal bowl beneath the spout. When the metal dish is in place, all the kibble pours out into the bowl. When the cats think the food is overdue, they will tap the metal bowl out of the way to get attention or wake the machine up or whatever cat reason…and the kibble bounces off the hard flat plastic surface and half of it spills onto the floor where the dog will gobble it up.
Sometimes I put the bowl back in place and sometimes I wait and see if they’ll learn the lesson on their own.
My cat would occasionally scratch her left hear so hard that it would bleed then shake her head and spray blood all over the place.
Old story, may not qualify. Something like 30ish years ago when I was but a young lad, I had some stuffed animals on a shelf that my dad had won from the claw machine on bowling nights. That takes dedication right there. Anyway one was a small, slightly fuzzy brown dog.
The cat decided to “this is mine now” with it and her preferred hiding place was under the parents’ bed. My mother world constantly find it when cleaning, give it back, and tell me to put it away. Cat came back and took it again. Every. Single. Time.
Eventually I just gave up and let her keep it. My mom had to restitch the neck several times because that’s where cats grab kittens when carrying them around.
My sphynx likes the temperature higher than the humans, so every time the AC comes on, he meows in protest.
He can open every door so I have to lock my front door all the time.
