Crazy Cat
I am taking care of my friend's cat, Zoe this week while my friend is in Las Vegas, and I have to say, this cat needs a psychologist. My friend always has me take care of Zoe, because everyone else is afraid of this cat. I always offer, because I feel sorry for this cat and I look forward to the challenges involved with taking care of Zoe.
Why is everyone so afraid of Zoe? It is because she knows where the jugular vein is and she is always going after it. So, when going over to my friend's apartment, everyone makes sure to wear a turtleneck sweater in order not to die from a puncture to the jugular vein. She likes to play "sweet and innocent kitty", then when someone goes to pet her, she lashes out and draws blood. I think she is the way she is, because she has some deep emotional issues. She is also the runt of the litter, so that may have something to do with her being "wacko." It is for this reason that I feel sorry for her. I try to get through to her every time I cat-sit, but without success.
There was one incident a few years ago, when I came over to feed her first as usual. Then, I fed the fish. When I turned to leave, she was standing in front of the door to get out of the apartment, looking up at me like, "And where do you think you're going?" Every time I took a step forward, she would jump and hiss at me. This cat tried to hold me hostage. Finally, I got her to the other side of the apartment, away from the door. As I ran past her to the door, she managed to jump up and bite my hand and draw blood.
I have gone over to the apartment to check on her twice this week and without incident, well without any major incident. Last night, I distracted her with some treats, then put food in her bowl. Then, I filled her water dish. While she was eating, I fed the fish and watered the plant, so far, so good. I cleaned her litter box and was surprised she didn't follow me up the stairs and was not standing right behind me when I turned around to check. As I started down the steps, however, there she was waiting for me at the bottom, staring up at me with that wild look in her eyes. I am not afraid of this cat, but I hate to piss her off. Anyway, I walked down the stairs, right past her. Just as I passed her, she hissed and batted at my foot. I had to walk by her again to switch on some lights, and she hissed and screamed and batted at my foot again. I looked at her and said, "Do you want me to stay for awhile, Zoe?" That look in her eye told me "no", so I left. It is like her attitude is, "Take care of me and get out!"
I understand that she is mad, because by me coming over I am allowing her owners to leave for a week and she gets lonely. What is really funny is my friend used to be terrified of cats. My friend was terrified of my cat, Merlin, who is the most laid-back cat in the world, and now she has been blessed with one of the most psychotic cats I have ever met!
Why is everyone so afraid of Zoe? It is because she knows where the jugular vein is and she is always going after it. So, when going over to my friend's apartment, everyone makes sure to wear a turtleneck sweater in order not to die from a puncture to the jugular vein. She likes to play "sweet and innocent kitty", then when someone goes to pet her, she lashes out and draws blood. I think she is the way she is, because she has some deep emotional issues. She is also the runt of the litter, so that may have something to do with her being "wacko." It is for this reason that I feel sorry for her. I try to get through to her every time I cat-sit, but without success.
There was one incident a few years ago, when I came over to feed her first as usual. Then, I fed the fish. When I turned to leave, she was standing in front of the door to get out of the apartment, looking up at me like, "And where do you think you're going?" Every time I took a step forward, she would jump and hiss at me. This cat tried to hold me hostage. Finally, I got her to the other side of the apartment, away from the door. As I ran past her to the door, she managed to jump up and bite my hand and draw blood.
I have gone over to the apartment to check on her twice this week and without incident, well without any major incident. Last night, I distracted her with some treats, then put food in her bowl. Then, I filled her water dish. While she was eating, I fed the fish and watered the plant, so far, so good. I cleaned her litter box and was surprised she didn't follow me up the stairs and was not standing right behind me when I turned around to check. As I started down the steps, however, there she was waiting for me at the bottom, staring up at me with that wild look in her eyes. I am not afraid of this cat, but I hate to piss her off. Anyway, I walked down the stairs, right past her. Just as I passed her, she hissed and batted at my foot. I had to walk by her again to switch on some lights, and she hissed and screamed and batted at my foot again. I looked at her and said, "Do you want me to stay for awhile, Zoe?" That look in her eye told me "no", so I left. It is like her attitude is, "Take care of me and get out!"
I understand that she is mad, because by me coming over I am allowing her owners to leave for a week and she gets lonely. What is really funny is my friend used to be terrified of cats. My friend was terrified of my cat, Merlin, who is the most laid-back cat in the world, and now she has been blessed with one of the most psychotic cats I have ever met!
posted by Jeni @ 4:01 AM
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