You'd think that with all of the nice things I've done for animals that I'd have pretty good karma in that area, but NOOOOOOOO! I take in a skinny, matted, stray cat, get him vaccinated and have his mats shaved off, feed him, let him sleep on my pillow at night, and what does he do to thank me? He gets onto the kitchen counters and eats anything he can find. He then pukes it all up in what he seems to view as his own private litter box. MY dining room! Oh, yes. Not only does he puke all over it, he pees all over it, as well. And he has the nerve to look at me with that spiteful expression on his face when I refuse to feed him immediately after he pukes on my floor!
Angry Kitty is bringing out my dark side. I mean, I have yet to find poo on the floor anywhere so he must be using the litter box for THAT. WTH?! I don't get it. I suppose we go get his furry little balls nipped off and see where that leads. There has GOT to be something wrong with this cat. The more research I do on the subject, the less I think it's a UTI. I mean, he's been this way for almost six months! He doesn't drink water excessively and he doesn't cry when he pees. He cries when the other two cats beat the crap out of him, but not when he pees.
MY research has certainly led to some interesting information, though. Apparently, some male cats (the ones who haven't had their furry little balls nipped off) get a kick out of spraying in electrical outlets. And I thought OUR cats were weird! I can just imagine having to tell the insurance company that your house caught fire because the cat was cross and sprayed the electrical socket. It makes me appreciate the quirks our cats have.
Lola will not drink water from a bowl. She will only drink water from her paw. She dips it into the bowl and licks it off. She also enjoys ice cubes in the bowl. She likes to sleep with Perrin at night, even though she is Abby's cat. She rolls over on her belly when she wants to be loved. If she sees a bug on the ceiling, she meows at you until you lift her up to reach it or leave the room. She reaches her paw as far under the door as she can when I'm in the bathroom. She loves to wrap herself in plastic bags. She is the smallest cat in the house, yet she beats up on Angry Kitty several times a day and he has yet to fight back. He growls and whines, but that just encourages her. She likes to have her forehead scratched and rub her mouth on the tip of my nose. She races me up the stairs at night and does a happy dance when she sees me in the morning.
Charlie loves food. It shows, too. He REALLY loves those tiny marshmallows. He frequently sits and stares at me with his big green eyes opened as wide as they will go and his head cocked slightly to one side, like he's trying to figure out what's wrong with me. He likes to stand up on his back legs and touch my butt when I'm in the kitchen. (Typical male.) He chases his own tail and randomly attacks the chaise lounge in the basement. He likes to sit in the tub while I wash my hair over the side of it. He goes crazy for things with feathers, especially Perrin's little feathered rooster. He sleeps with Abby, even though he's Perrin's cat and he avoids Abby like the plague when she's awake. He sleeps on the couch with me until I go to bed, then he sleeps on Abby's pillow. When he was a kitten, he liked to knead my head with his paws while he nibbled my hair, purring all the while. At least, until Heath got sick of the noise and made him stop.We've only had them for about a year and a half, yet I can't imagine life without them. Those two furry little kittens we brought home together. A brother and sister for a brother and sister. They could have turned ugly with all the man-handling the kids did, but they've been nothing but nice. They have to be two of the most awesome cats ever. Of course, it's hard to remind myself of this when they decide to play tag all over the bedrooms and 2:00 in the morning! I guess I just need to remind myself that it could be worse. They could be trying to pee in the electrical outlets.
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