<p>While the subject of this thread is not funny- the title had me really chuckling. I thought you were talking about PEOPLE climbing (a) CAT (“people climbing cat”??? This I gotta see!!). Of course, this comes from the same person who paid to let her kids (when young) go into a side show at one of those travelling county fair/carnival things after reading the sign “see the huge man-eating chicken!” And yes, inside was a huge man, eating fried chicken. </p>
<p>But I digress. I had a psycho-cat too, many years ago. Adopted him from the Humane society. As an itty-bitty kitty he used to do the little palpate with his paws, kitty two-step thing on me (I was told it meant he was separated from his mother too young… dunno for sure). Anyway, when he got older he would hide under the bed until I walked by, and then pounce on my legs. Hurt like heck. He also would get mad if I didnt get home at an hour of his liking. He’d tear up the kitchen. Once I found the blender in the trashcan, across the room. Serious kitty nutjob. Sadly, he was found to have FLV (feline leukemia virus, before they had a vaccine) and died several months after diagnosis-- so perhaps it had affected his little kitty brain early on… Poor guy.</p>
<p>Man eating chicken - I would have been caught by that too!</p>
<p>Your kitty does sound like a psycho. We had a cat once that if you did anything to make it mad you knew he was going to get you back some time that day. He would do the hiding under the bed or behind a chair and pounce too. Someone seemed to have told him the ‘revenge is a dish best served cold’ saying because you would just be on tenterhooks waiting.</p>
<p>This one is really sweet at my daughter’s place and adored by all. Just turns into psycho kitty when it comes here. Even when my daughter was here with her at Christmas she was nutty - as soon as she got back to her own space she went back to being sweet (other than the climbing issues).</p>
<p>Ok, well now I feel like a weirdo…lol, I have a dog (shih tzu) that beleives he’s a cat and does something similar!! He grew up with a cat and learned all his tricks from the cat…sitting on window ledges, sitting on the tops of the sofa’s…I swear I have even heard him purr…but, don’t tell ppl that…they could think I’m nuts! My cat torments this dog…taunts him into doing absurd things, lol…It is pretty funny. I am still trying to figure out which are smarter…cats or dogs? When I had a golden retreiver, I would have sworn it was dogs…but, well…now…there is no competition…I think the cat rules.</p>
<p>As usual I digress too, but I thought this was a cute thread and wanted to share my cat/dog or =cog story (cog is what my friends call my dog, lol…cause he isnt sure if he’s a cat or dog…)</p>
<p>This kitty thinks she is a dog. Likes to be the center of attention. When anyone goes to their apartment she runs up demanding attention. Also goes out for walks on a leash. (some college students thought she was a cute Chihuahua - alcohol may have been involved). So i guess she’s a cog or a dat as well.</p>
<p>papagena,
If you had a cog, I must have had dats (cats that thought they were dogs). After kitty nut-job passed away, I smartened up and adopted kittens from a woman who placed kittens in homes. I got 2- a black one and a white one. They were just like dogs-- came when you called them, sat in your lap, rolled over to get their bellyu rubbed, etc. I am convinced they had a little kitty plot/scheme-- whenever I (or anyone visiting) wore white, the black cat would immediately sit in my/their lap; conversely, when wearing black, the white cat would immendiately plunk down. And the white cat was BIG. No, HUGE. Younger son , when he was beginning to learn to talk, called her “ball”. LOL. When she sat- her belly looked like she’d swallowed a recess kickball. No matter how hard we tried to keep her on a kitty diet, she was huge. Poor cat developed feline diabetes, and was an insulin-dependent diabetic (injections twice a day) for over 5 yrs. She was 16 when she died.</p>
<p><strong><em>edit</em></strong> cross-posted with swimcat. Long live dats!!!</p>
<p>omg…lol…I loved it when my friend called my dog a cog, but I have to say dats are hysterical too!! you probably have to have this kind of cat/dog to appreciate just how much they mimic the other breed, lol. Regardless of which one is in my lap, they give me tons of pleasure, comfort and just plain joy… I love my animals!! Some people say we live in a zoo…if so, thats cool…lol, i fit right in!!</p>
<p>I have been walking around all day keeping an eye on her but, honestly, it seems like she can completely tell when I let my guard down for just a moment.</p>
<p>It happens too quick. She is really small and I don’t hear her coming then suddenly she runs up my legs (no problem with jeans) then up my back (ouch) then jumps off and runs off. Maybe I will have to wear a jacket in the house till she leaves. (it just started today - I guess she feels at home).</p>
<p>Well I guess better her than the 17lb monster that lives here. Just 5 more days.</p>
<p>papagena,
I am glad you appreciate my sense of humor!</p>
<p>Swimcatsmom-
It there anything really slick you can wear that she can’t sink her claws into? Is it also now politically incorrect to declaw the front claws of a cat? If ever there was a posterchild for declawing front claws, your kitty human-tree climber is the one!</p>
<p>swimcatsmom, is the cat OK with wearing a collar? If you attach a little jingle-bell thingy to the collar, you’ll be more aware of the cat’s whereabouts.</p>
<p>I think my cat likes to climb objects because she can not jump high. She can’t even get on the kitchen table without hopping on a chair first! She has longish hind legs and can run really fast, like a jackrabbit.</p>
<p>Maybe leave the harness on with the leash and tether her to the doorknob when you are cooking with your back turned?? The bells on the collar idea is brilliant-- Gives you warning. Maybe having that spray bottle of water in your hand when you hear the bells a jinglin’…</p>
<p>Correction, these may not be psycho kitties but rather alien kitties. I’m convinced that the loopiest kitty we ever had in my family was from outer space. Did similar things that are described above but would also sit at the end of the bed and ‘study’ me. Really creeped me out…after a lengthy ‘study’ session he would lift his eyes skyward and make the weirdest meowing noises…like he was ‘reporting’ back to the mother-ship. He died young…also feline leukemia I think, but not before he climbed into the clothes dryer one time and went for a very brief tumble (I’ve never heard the dryer sound so odd?!)…maybe he was looking for his space ship idk.</p>
I love my animals!! Some people say we live in a zoo…if so, thats cool…lol, i fit right in!!</p>