you know your cat rules the roost when...

27col

All of the above.

gettingready

when a 6kg of a cat sleeps sprawled over/across an LX size orthopedic bed that was bought for a 40 kg dog and the said dog sleeps curled up on the floor next to the cat.. sigh....

CharlieRabbit01

Tiglath wrote: »

When it takes 5 of them to escort you to bathroom because you're not allowed to wee on your own and you're definitely not allowed to close the door.

Why do they do this? I'm not the one who fell in the toilet last night because I thought I'd be clever and walk round the edge!

lisajane8482

When you get woken up at stupid o'clock by a nip to the nose so you'll lay on you back so 5.5kg cat can lay on your chest and snuggle into your hair. Then listening to said cat purring/snoring loudly in your ear.

When you're woken up at 3am by the "litter tray's dirty" call and you go and clean it out, wait whilst they do their business and the clean it out again before going back to bed to realise the other b**ger has stolen your side of the bed.

Pyxis

Well, I had to usurp my very strong-willed Burmese from the position of chief roost-ruler on the day when I had a tug-of-war fight with her over the piece of rump steak I was about to cook for my dinner.

I lived on a pretty low income at the time, and the steak had been given to me as a treat, and I couldn't remember the last time I'd had steak, so this was one battle she was NOT going to win.

We tussled for quite some time, and in the end, I had to manually prise her teeth out of it.

God, the look she gave me as she slunk off to devise some evil deed to get me back.

Anyway, I washed the steak under the tap, grilled it and ate it.
She did get the fat from around the edge, though.




(P.S. She DID get me back. A couple of days later, she brought in a dead rat. And I mean dead, and full of maggots.)

lisajane8482

Haha, I remember Gizmo running off with one of the gammon steaks I was about to cook. I ran after him, wrestled him for it, rinsed it under the tap, cooked it and have it to hubby for his tea :rotfl:

his_missus

...you only buy turkey for Hubby's butties because you need a scrap to feed kitty his tablet.

... hubby's sits on the edge of the chair so as not to disturb the sleeping princess.

...they get fed as soon as you wake up/come home even though you may be starving and they've still got a bowl of biscuits to munch at.

...you spend your lunch shopping at PAH because that's the only cat litter they like.

...you sleep scrunched up in an uncomfortable position so they can sleep on your pillow, in between you both and across your ankles.

...you apologise to them for making them get off the bed so you can get up.

I could go on.

PS I now leave meat in the microwave to defrost, they've not (yet) worked out how to open the door.

*Louise*

- When your daughter can't play with her dolls house because kitty has decided it belongs to her.


- In hubby's case, when he wakes up and the cat is hanging off the headboard above him, smacking him on the head with a paw to wake up for feeding time.

aileth

Oh my god so many of these hahahaha!

When you will endure the most excruciating leg cramp because kitty looks so comfortable asleep in the crook of your leg, or on your lap...

When kitty eats better than you...

When you replace the cat's water bowl with a mug because 'he likes it better'...

When you start talking to kitty, and when it meows/squeaks back you think you're having a conversation...

Having more pictures of kitty on facebook/social media than of actual people...

If you are having fish for dinner, you end up giving most of it to kitty because he's looking at you 'that way'....

Oh dear

tea_lover

aileth wrote: »

When you start talking to kitty, and when it meows/squeaks back you think you're having a conversation...

What do you mean 'think'?? I have great conversations with my cat .