This is a piggy back off of the thread: "Bad Cat:Intro".
I recently added a feline to my little family. I have one cat at my farm that I rescued as well.
So I've had Rascal for exactly a week now. Last night I went straight from work, to have dinner with a friend.
Previous to last night.. I've come home to a seemingly empty house, with a still 'unsure' kitty under the bed that takes much prodding to come out and say hi.
Last night I came home to a kitty in the living room and a loud RAWR as if to say "Where the HELL have you been woman, you were due home 4 hours ago!"
And Rascal is now establishing rules:
#1: When I (rascal) gets on the bed, that means it is pay attention to ME time. It does NOT mean: pet me, and absently check your cellphone. Don't worry about what time it is, it's ME time, that's all you need to know! **IF** you decide to touch that device.. there will be consequences, said consequences involve me nipping your finger pissily when you least expect it, and getting off the bed and ignoring you until I deem appropriate. I will then get back on the bed, and SIT on said device...so that you absolutely cannot bother with it without seriously pissing me off. <grin >
Amendment to rule #1... you must allow at LEAST 20 minutes in the morning for ME time. If that involves you getting up 20 minutes earlier to allow for this, then so be it. I will not be ignored!
#2: If you *must* get in that human sized bowl, and turn on the water, you canNOT close the door. No, I do not want to come in there with you, albeit the door open or closed. BUT, I *Will* howl like I'm dying, until you open said door, so that I can see that you are safe in that human sized wet bowl, and that the wetness does not consume you, like I think it will me.
So this prompted me to start this thread so others can share their 4 legged pet's rules that us mere humans MUST abide by.
My barn cat:Buster has his own set of rules as well.
Buster #1: I own the farm. Don't you forget it.
#2: You will not feed those ginormous 4 legged beasts before you attend to me and my needs. See rule #1.
3# Ok. so you decided to forgo rule #2. So it is my duty to tag along behind you, make menacing faces to those overgrown beasts and show my distaste for their priority to you, and now I will sit on your shoulders and talk to you the whole way back to the barn, and then I will run and cut in front of your feet, trip you, make you curse, to make sure you don't forget about me... and well if you attended to me in the first place this WOULDN'T of happened!
Now everyone else's turn!
PS: Amazingly... I'm a dog person by first preference. But the cats seem to own me without much of an offering of opinion from me. LOL
DSO, Happy Easter to you too! Your mean kitty stories are adorable-it sounds like you have a dictator on your hands! He definitely has serial delinquent eyes-BAD KITTEH! Methinks you should get Rascal a buddy, maybe a great big fat orange kitteh...I'm thinking a good 20-25 pounder, a genial sort who will rebuff stealth attacks with a sideways look and the eminent threat of squishing darling Rascal if he gets too spicy. Kind of a bouncer kitty. To keep you safe. (I love biiiig orange kitties.)