You know you are a Crazy cat Lady when.....

You believe there is no such thing as a naughty cat. I have Hunter remember....He's not a bad boy, just a cat.

You set a place at the dinner table for your cat. I don't know when this started.....but, Hunter even has his own chair as well.

You refer to going to the bathroom as "using the litterbox." I actually said this at work a few times...once to my Boss.

You refer to your cat as your furry child. Hunter is my "Baby Boy".

You apologize when you step on a fuzzy cat toy in the dark. Yes I have.

You meow so well, you confuse the cats. I love the look on his face when I do......& if I'm in another room Hunter comes running in......some times he will even answer me.

All of your clothes have cat hair on them, even when they come back from the laundromat or dry cleaners. What can I say. When I wash my work apron.....as soon as I take it out of the dryer......I seal it in a zip-lock baggie.

All your social activities revolve around other cat people Your voice isrecognized by your vet's receptionist. And, she always says right after I tell her MY name....."Oh, Hi Hunter's Mom."

Kiss your cat more than 10 times per greeting. Hunter hates it...but, I do it anyway.

Onlookers grimace at the sight of you sharing your sandwich with your cat, bite for bite. And, there's nothing better for Hunter than sharing a good old Ham sandwich with me.

The highlight of your day is spending time with your cat. I can't wait to get home from work at night.

When you need someone to talk to, your cat is your first choice. Hunter & I have long conversations. He never tells anyone what I've said.....& he's a good listener.

While proudly showing off your family album, your guest asks, "Isn't there anyone else in your family besides the cat?" Sadly, no there's not. I had the guy in Photo at work ask me that when I took in film to get developed. All the picture were of Hunter.

You have little songs that you sing to your cat. to the tune of "Pussy Cat, Pussy cat." by Engbert Humperdink. "Hunter cat...Hunter cat how are you...how do you do ? Hunter cat....Hunter cat I love you.....you & your Hunter cat nose."

Your cat sleep on your head. Purring away.

You give your cat presents and a stocking at Christmas. Doesn't everybody ?

You put off making the bed until the cat gets up. Or I make it anyway...with a cat lump in the middle.

Lintwheels are on your shopping list every week. I have 6 of them right now in the Apt. & 2 in my locker at work.
yup, crazy cat lady......me !

Hunter's Turn

Oh Hi. Me just relaxing today. Mom some time bring plant into Apt. Me likey the plant and flower. Smell like outside. Make me think of outside. So, me really likey big green plant. Have to sniff alla time. Smell like dirt outside.

Me really likey plant with little yellow thingys. Me sniff. Oh, Mom bring plant with candies on it. Good yellow candies for me.

Not likey red head cactus plant. Me say, "Bad plant." Me get bad plant. Not likey plant with big leafs on coffee table. Me get bad plant.

Big green plant can stay. Good plant. Nice plant. Smell like outside.

Me wish me could go outside some time. Mom, say "No."

Some time Mom not let me do what me want to. Her say, "Stay out of cupboards." Her not let me play with phone. Mom not let me play with cable wire, Man play with cable wire. Me want to play with cable too. Mom not let me be on dresser. Alla good things are up there.

What me suppose to do ? Me not know ? Alla time look for things to do or play with. So, me play with big green plant. Is fun.

Mom moved alla toy mousey again. Me tell Mom, "Stop that." But, Mom not listen. Have to spend alla day putting Mousey's back where they go.

Me go now say "Bye-Bye" Hard work being a cat and putting alla toy mousey's back where they suppose to go. Nap time. "Mom, you take purple Mousey out of cardboard box." "How me suppose to take nap without purple mousey."

Hunter likes Plants.

I have this one friend....she likes to give people plants as gifts. Now, I like plants & flowers myself.....but, so does Hunter.
One Mother's Day, my friend gave me a Mini Rose bush.....a yellow one. It was very pretty........until Hunter decided it was also good to eat....& ate all the small yellow roses off of it. He picked off all the little rose blooms....not the leaves. It never bloomed again after that. He Must have ate the roses.......because I could never find any of the peddles. I felt like Jimmy Stewart in "It's a Wonderful Life" looking for Zu-Zu's peddles.
Then I bought myself a Moon cactus. It had the red glob on top. cactus like a lot of sun. The only window in my Apt. with a lot of sun........is Hunter's window. I guess he didn't like sharing........because he would not leave the poor cactus alone. And, you would think the crazy cat wouldn't mess with a cactus because of the sharp thorns. But, there it was...out of the pot...in the middle of the living room floor when I came home from work.......& Hunter looking at me like he was saying....."yup, I got it."
I have a small table near the window with a plant on it. This plant was given to me by another friend when I first moved into my Apt. .......as a sort of "House warming" gift. It's 2 plants really....& I don't know what they are. When I first got it.......it was small. But, I kept putting it into bigger pots......& now it kind of takes up the whole table. On his way up the chair to his place in the window.....Hunter has to stop....sniff the plant...play with the leaves......check out the dirt......& just mess with it in some way. So far.....Hunter has decided this is not a good plant to eat. Unless he nibble on a leaf once & didn't like the taste. So, it's pretty much the only plant I have.
For my Birthday my plant giving friend gave me a Cactus dish garden. It has a Moon cactus in it & other little cactus plants. One cactus had a small pink flower bud on it.......& very long sharp thorns. I thought sure Hunter wouldn't bother it. I was excited to see the small pink flower bud open. It never got a chance........Hunter picked it off. Now I keep checking it to see if any more buds will grow.......so far, nothing.
Then my friend (& I forget just why) gave me a big Rainbow (color) Elephant Ear plant. It's all green-pink-white & red. So, pretty. I put it on the coffee table. Everyday I find another leaf of the plant on the floor........Hunter has been pulling them out.....one by one.
My friend told me for Christmas she was thinking of giving me a Christmas cactus. I asked her if she could just give me a picture of one instead........it would last longer around Hunter.

Hunter's Turn

Oh Hi, you back again. Me likey see you. Me likey peoples. Peoples friends. Me alla time try make friends. Some peoples no likey be friends with me. Me not know why. Me likey them anyways.

Mom go out Apt. door in morning, her say, "Be good boy." Me alla time good boy. Just likey to play alla time. Why Mom not understand that ? Me not know.

Lady come to Apt. her pick me up. Me likey that. Her smell like other cat and doggy. Lady talk to me and pet me. Me purr. Me happy. Then lady open fridge. Me tell her, "Ham in there, give me Ham please." Her not listen. Mom hear me. Mom give me Ham.

Why peoples not hear me when I talk ? Me not know. Some time Mom hear me. Me talk alla time, but nobody hear me. When Mom leave and not come back for long, long time. Me hear peoples in hall under Apt. door. Me say, "Help me, me alone, find my Mom please." Peoples not listen. No bring Mom back. Me has to wait.

Mom alla time try to brush fur. Me say, "No, No" Not likey fur brushed. Me clean cat. Clean fur meself. No need help. Me big boy. Mom brush fur on her head everyday. Silly Mom.

Me go into bathroom with Mom. Has to check, make sure she not use my litter box. It OK Mom never do. While her sit there and do nothing, me think, "Her can pet me or play with me." Mom not likey that. Her alla time say, "Go play." when her sit there.

Me tell you peoples something. Listen to you cat. When him talk to you, listen to him. Him talk to you, maybe want something or need something. Hear what him say to you. Mom alla time talk to me, and me alla time talk to Mom. Me know what Mom say.

When Mom read book at night, her not pet me or play with me. So, me have to hide book. Me play trick on Mom. Me hide under bed and pull rug under bed. Funny Mom. Me likey play tricks on Mom.

Me go now, Mom come back from laundry room. Make dirty cloths clean. Not likey clean cloths. Not smell like Mom. Me go now, say, "Bye,Bye."

"Mom, Mom, why you make cloths clean ?" "Keep cloths dirty, Mom,Mom, you hear me ?" "Mom, me have Greenie treat please."

Hunter is my cat.

Hunter is a friendly little guy. He's a real people kind of cat. He loves people.....even if they don't love him back. Hunter & the Maint. man have always went head to head....& it has been Hunter's goal in his little kitty cat life to win the Maint. man over. It never happened (sigh) the man was just afraid of cats. Now the Office staff....that's a whole other can of tuna. The Apt. manager came to my Apt. to check my stove, fridge, toilet & smoke alarms. She picked Hunter up & carried him around....he was in kitty heaven. When she was looking at the fridge.......that woke Hunter up. I could hear his little cat mind screaming...."HAM...HAM....HAM in there." She had a fight on her hands to close the fridge door.........Hunter was having none of it........He wanted HAM ! To calm him down, I had to give him a piece.
Now, every time I head to the bathroom......some times doing the bathroom jig....Hunter is always right behind me. I once told him..."Buddy, if you don't get out of my way, I'm going to pee on your head." He wasn't impressed. So, I always have a cat watching me pee. Some times Hunter will rub up against my legs while I'm sitting there......"Meowing" like he's saying, "Pet me." Some times he will curl up in my underwear...which is annoying. Once he even brought me his "Fetch" mouse....Gees ! But, when Hunter uses his litter box.......he looks around to make sure nobody is watching.......& if I come into the bathroom while he's in the litter box......he will run for the hills.....& come back when I'm gone. And, if you don't put "Tidy Cats" in the litter box.....for get it ! Hunter will not use the box at all. How does he know ? I've often wondered what he did when he was in the Shelter ? Hunter had a littler box in the cage with him. Did he hold it until everybody went home ? Did he hold it till I came along ? I don't know. It's just little things like that, that make me wonder about my boy.
Hunter loves to be petted...held...hugged......& pretty much loved on. But, what ever you do......don't get that cat brush out. It's a fight to brush him.
I bought a thing called...The Love Glove. It's like an oven mitt, with brush teeth on one side. You put it on & pet away. Well, thinking this was an answer to getting Hunter brushed.....I tried it out. Of course he had to sniff it first. "See Hunter.....it's just my hand....here let me pet you." You would have thought I tried to set him on fire. He ran away like mad. And, that makes me wonder about him too. Why ? Why, doesn't he like to be brushed ? I still have no clue.
It's all these little things that make Hunter......Hunter.
Last night while I was sitting on the bed reading.......I happened to look down at the floor....& seen the rug disappearing little by little under the bed. And, I could have sworn I heard him giggling. While I'm reading at night...if I have to get up........when I come back.....Hunter is laying on the book. Every time. I have to reach under him to get the book back.
Hunter is playful.......loving......& a little annoying. But, that's my Hunter. I just don't know what I would do without him......answering my phone......getting into my cupboards........unscrewing my cable.......putting things under my Apt. door (speaking of which, this morning there was a red Trix cereal in the hall, which I stepped on.)........going to the bathroom with me.......covering up my book.......taking stuff off my dresser.........& playing with my DVDs (He likes to pull them off the shelf).........eating my plants. Oh I could go on & on. I love my baby boy....he puts a smile on my face every morning. He's always there when I'm feeling down.

Hunter's Turn

Oh Hi, Welcome to me Apt. Yes, Apt. belong to me. Come in, me show you round. Now, see dis rug by door, Mine. Over here, see dinningroom chair, Mine. In kitchen, box of foods on counter, Mine. And here by fridge, place mat with picture of cat,foods and water bowls, All Mine. See big chair in Livingroom, Mine. And, chair by window, Mine. Baskets of toy Mousey's by TV, Mine. Cardboard box, also Mine. In bathroom, sink Mine, Litter box, Mine. Come in bedroom. This mucha bed, Mine. Cardboard box in corner, Mine. Laundry basket, Mine. And, up on top of dresser, little round fuzzy things Mom wear in hair, Mine. Also white fuzzy birdie, Mine. Everything Mine. Me likey me Apt. Warm and cozy in Winter. Nice and cool with AC in Summer. Oh yes, big plastic box of Yarn, Mine. Me likey look out window. Window, Mine. Me see alla stuff going on in Parking lot. Peoples come and go. Cars come and go. Me see birdies, and butterflies. And peoples take doggies for walks. Oh wait, note come under Apt. door. Yes, is Mine. Me read later. Hey, what brush doing here ? Me thought me put in trash. It OK cause trash, Mine. Yes, everything Mine. Oh Hi Mom. Me not doing nothing.

Hunter is King of the Castle

And Master of all he surveys. Hunter's favorite flavor of cat food is....Fillet Minon with shrimp.....Gees. When was the last time I had Fillet Minon ?.......I don't remember. Hunter decides when it's time to eat......not me. He likes to have his dinner at 4:00. But, when I get home from work some times at 7:00 or 8:00.......he wants to eat as soon as I close the Apt. door. Once I came home very late......& the phone rang........after I hung up the phone.......Hunter (still "Meowing" his head off) was laying on the floor on his back with all 4 paws sticking up in air. "OK, OK," I told him, "I get it, you're starving." I bought Hunter a little cat bed. But, Hunter sleeps in his cardboard box........the dirty cloths basket.......or on my bed, near my head.......with as much of the pillow as he can get. He's a pillow hog........& a blanket hog too. I have never seen him sleep in the little cat bed I paid $12.95 for. (sigh) Hunter likes to look out the Living room window first thing in the mornings.........to make sure the neighborhood is running smoothly. I put a living room chair in front of the window & put a throw blanket on the back of it.........so he could sit on the back of the chair & look out the window. After he decides the neighborhood is safe........he's ready for breakfast. And, every time I go to the store....he gets a new toy. I keep saying I'm Not going to buy him another one........but, I always do. I know he likes all his little toys...because he plays with them all the time. Yeah, life is good for King Hunter. Long live the King !

Hunter's Turn

Oh Hi, Me watch movie with Mom. Mom alla time get scary movie. Me tell Mom. "Mom, get movie bout cat some time." Mom not listen.
Mom go into bathroom. Me in bath tub, Mom not know. Me play, "Sneaky Peek." Ha-Ha fun. Me look over edge of tub at Mom. Sneaky peek. Then hide. Ha-Ha Funny Mom. Me likey play with Mom. Me play "Cat and Mousey" Me be cat, and Mom be Mousey. Fun to play when Mom wear fuzzy blue flippers. Me hide. Jump out, and catch Mousey. Heehee, what fun.
When bad fly bite me on paw, Mom give me ham. Now me see fly. Not know if good fly or bad fly. Me say, "Look Mom, fly bite me, give me ham please."
Me not write lot tonight. Me tired. Had full day. Had fun day. Mom not go to work place, her stay home and play with me alla day.
Me likey when Mom stay home and not go away. Mom tell me, me was good boy alla week. Get extra Greenie Treats. Likey Greenie Treats.
Mom will go into bedroom soon. Her will get ice pops. Mom alla time tell me color of ice pops. Tonight Mom get 2 blue and one red. Me get plastic to play with.
It be hot in Apt. for me. Fur grow back. Mom try to brush me today and tell me, "See I told you it would grow back." Me not likey brush. Me take brush from Mom, tell her, "No,No." But, Mom not listen. OK me go now say, "Bye-Bye."
Mom, oh Mom, me put brush in trash, OK." "Mom, you hear me ?"

Hunter...out smarts me.

One of the things I repeatedly say to Hunter is......."Nobody likes a smarty cat." & I normally say this to him after he's gotten an extra piece of ham out of me......or figured out how to open...unlock.....turn on...or undo something. Let's face it....living with a smart cat is no picnic. Hunter is always coming up with new ways to get what he wants.........He got me to microwave his food, didn't he. Actually, putting Hunter's food bowl in the microwave was a mistake.......I took my food out of the freezer & was putting cat food in his bowl.....on the same counter.......I just grabbed the wrong dish. Now, when I fill his bowl...he will jump up by the microwave & "Meow".......some times putting his paw on the door open button...Gees !!!!
Hunter has sneaky ways of getting me to play with him too. Some times he will come up to me,sit at my feet & just look at me. If I look down at him & say...."What ?" He'll look down.....low & behold there will be a toy mouse there.
I have these flip-flops I crocheted blue fun fur yarn on. Hunter just loves these flip-flops. When I wear them around the Apt. .........he will hide........then as I pass by.........jump out & grab a flip-flop.
At night I sit on the bed, reading a book & eating an ice pop........Hunter sits on the floor in front of me........when the ice pop is finished.........he jumps up & grabs it.........then I hold it over his head & waive it around.......he makes jumps for it.
I'm waiting for him to learn how to open the fridge. He hasn't so far.......but, when he does.....game over.
The cupboard banging started because........Hunter likes Gold fish crackers & Teddy Grams cookies, OK........I kept them in one of the cupboards.......that is till he learned how to open them. It's not just the ones on the floor he opens...he opens the ones above the counters too. I was looking for him once.......& noticed the cupboard where I keep the snacks opened.........I went into the kitchen & here was Hunter.....up in the cupboard among the Gold fish & Teddy Grams......He looked at me like he was saying..."Oh Hi, fancy meeting you here."
I love that look he gives me when I find him doing something he's not suppose to..........That sweet & Innocent look....like he's saying......"Oh Hi, how long have you been here ?"
I had to go to the bathroom..........I knew Hunter was in the tub.........But, these little ears, then eyes came slowly up over the edge of the tub........when I looked again they were gone.........then the little ears & eyes came up slowly again over the edge of the tub..........I said, "Hunter, you're a funny guy." But, the little ears & eyes were gone again.........Made me wish I had my camera. Maybe I should keep one in the bathroom.
When Hunter was stung by the wasp.........I had given him a whole piece of ham. Now, when there's a fly in the Apt. ........He will start jumping around like crazy & limping on the paw that was stung. (Sigh) Hold up his paw to show me...like he's saying....."Fly sting me, need ham."
Hunter always looks at me as if he knows just what I'm saying to him. I talk to him all the time.......& he just sits looking at me.....some times he will "Meow" back at me.......like he's answering me. And he does talk back to me......when I scold him for some thing......He will......"Meow ow." back at me....& I tell him...."Don't talk back to me young man !" Tonight I said to him........."Let's watch our new Movie Hunter." (I have Netflix) He ran & jumped into the Lazy-Boy.......& said....."Meow, Meow." Which in cat talk means........"Don't forget the pop-corn & Greenie Treats." I guess.

Hunter's Turn.

Oh Hi, Mom say me hair fall out and make mess in Apt. Hair on me. Me not understand how could fall out. When hair fall out alot. Mom take me to Groomer. Not likey Groomer. Me get bath and me get hair cut. Not likey hair cut at all. Only best part of Groomer is me get to see Amy friend (Shirl's note: Amy is a yellow & white Ragdoll cat owned by one of my friends at work, we take Amy & Hunter to the Groomers together). But, when me see Mom's friend. Amy friend's Mom. Me know, me go to Groomer. Me try to hide. But, Mom alla time find me. How her do that ? Me not know.

Amy friend sit nice for Groomer to brush her fur. Me not likey brushed. Me tell Groomer, "No,No." But her brush me anyway. Me try to take brush. Never work. Then Groomer put me in tub of water. Me say, "No, No, Help Mom, Mom help me !" But, Mom never come to help me. Groomer laugh at me. Me say, "No ! Stop ! Mom, help me, help me, MOM !" Groomer laugh at me more. Groomer take me out of water and blow hot air on me. No likey that. Groomer say, "OK Hunter, we are going to make you look like a lion." Me say, "Whats you got in you hand ?" Groomer cut lotta fur off. Me scream, "MOM ! MOM HELP !"

Me not think about Groomer no more. Give me bad dreams. Groomer cut off alla my pretty fur. Amy friend always get treat for being "Good Kitty" Me not get treats.

Me get yummy people foods today. Meat and gravy foods. Was so good. But, made my tummy feel not good. Me had to go lay down and take nap. Now tummy feel better. Me tell Mom when time to eat, "Not want yummy people foods, make tummy feel bad." Mom will give me good foods. Tummy will not feel bad.

Me tell Mom alla time. "Me finished alla my foods, want more please." But, Mom not listen to me.

Me play with toys, get them all over floor. Mom yell. Me tell her, "Me a cat, can't pick toys up." Mom alla time put toys away. Make me mad. Me have to take them all out and put them where they suppose to be. White fuzzy mouse go by foods, Orange mouse go in bath tub, Gray felt mouse go by Apt. door, Blue mouse go on bed, jingle balls go in cardboard box. There, all done.

Oh, phone ring. "Me get it Mom." Jump up on counter, knock phone over, bend over phone say, "Hello" "Hello" Never answer me. Me not know why ?

Me go now. Say, Bye-Bye. "Mom, phone." "Mom, me think it for you." "Mom, come get phone."

Hunter is a Messy cat.

OK, I keep saying this........I know Hunter is just a cat. But, Hunter doesn't do things the way a normal cat would. Or at least I don't think he does. Take like when he eats. Hunter will sit by his food bowl....reach in with his paw & scoop some food out....then eat it from his paw. The dry food.....he drags the bowl over to the water bowl.......scoops some dry food out into the water bowl.......dips his paw into the water & eats the food from his paw. Or he will scoop out some dry food onto the floor & eat it one piece at a time....leaving the fish shaped pieces next to the bowl. So, Hunter eats on a place mat.......it's better than having a mess all over the floor. Actually, Hunter started putting his dry food into his water when he seen me pour milk on my cereal one morning. He sat there looking from me to his dry food.....then went over to the fridge, put his paw on the door & started to "Meow". I said to him, "What do you want Buddy ? Milk on your food ? I don't think so, sorry." And, that's when he started scooping the food into the water. Crazy cat.
Hunter has always been very particular about his litter box......if there is just one piece of poo in it........he will walk in & out of the bathroom..."Meowing" his head off, till I come & take it out. But, because he is a med. hair cat....some times the poo gets stuck in the fur around his butt. And, I will find little round hard pieces of cat poo all over the Apt. Nasty. I pick them up in toilet paper as soon as I see them & put them in the trash. And because of his longer fur....shedding is another problem with him. I gave up trying to get the cat hair out of my cloths. Now, I just use a sticky lint roller (which I buy at the $1.00 store) on my cloths outside my Apt. door......I carry it in my purse. My work apron I wash & dry in the laundry room.......& put it right into a 1 gal. zip-lock baggie.......take it out at work & lint roll the mess out of it. I have to use my Swiffer Sweeper every day...because if I don't........the cat hair takes over. I took the pad off of it once, showed it to Hunter & said......"Look, there's enough here to make another cat." He wasn't impressed. I cross Stitched a sampler that says....."Warning ! Cat hair sticks to everything, but the cat !" Which I then hung up on the outside of my Apt. door.....I felt I should at least warn others. And, Hunter has dandruff too. Which makes the shedding twice as bad. Yes, my cat has dandruff. Gees !
Right now, there are so many cat toys scattered all over the floor.......you would think I ran a Kitten Day Care. but, where is the cat who plays with all these toys.......why, he's fast asleep in the dirty laundry basket of course.......where else would he be. So, I'll pick up all the little jingle balls...toy mice.....& fuzzy balls.....& put them all back in Hunter's toy basket. Only when Hunter gets up....he will take them all back out.
Hunter has stomach problems.....not real bad stuff....it's like a human having acid reflux. So, he's on a special diet. Hair balls are his #1 problem. He has to have Hair ball control cat food......but, he will only eat Meow Mix......So, thank Goodness Meow Mix makes a hair ball control dry food. And, one cup is all he gets of it. And, the wet food has to have a certain amount of oil in it (to coat his stomach) & just small cans (like Fancy Feast).......& One can per day. wet food up-sets his stomach....& he throws up. I tried all different brands. And, he would throw up a lot......before I found the Whiskas pouches. Hunter holds them down. Some times I'll bring Hunter treats from the Meal Site where I volunteer. Like today, we had Beef & Mushrooms in gravy over mashed potatoes........I ask if I could have some of the beef fat & gravy. The lady serving the food loaded a take out bowl up.......but all Hunter got was one tablespoon of it. I don't want him puking all over tonight. He ate most of it. I'll throw the rest out.....& he'll get his one pouch of Whiskas tonight. He doesn't starve.......well, I guess Hunter would tell you different. But, I have to be real careful of what I feed him & how much.....or I'll be cleaning up cat throw up for days.
So, cat food all over the floor, as well as cat toys......shedding.....dandriff....cat poo....hair balls & throwing up. yup, he's a messy guy. But, he's my messy guy.....& I wouldn't clean up throw up, or poo for just anyone.

Hunter's Turn

Oh Hi, Me was just thinking. Mom get mad at me some times. Me not mean to make her mad. Last night me was just looking for birdies out window and her yell, "Hunter ! Bad cat !" Mom tell me, she no want me to fall out window. Me try to tell her, "Me not fall out window Mom, Me a cat." Mom not listen. Her put sticky stuff over window hole, no more birdies.

Me like kitchen cupboards. Good place to hide things and to sleep in. And, when Mom go to sleep, make noise, her get up. Or people come to Apt. door, ask Mom "What's going on ?" Me tell them, "Me awake, want to play." But they not listen.

Me not mean to get into trash, but me smell Ham and cat foods. Had to see if me could find yummy smells. Me see mess all over floor and me think, "Oh,oh, what me do now ?" Me not mean to be bad cat. Me good cat. Me nice cat.

Me not likey Mom go out Apt. door. Me say, "Take me too Mom." But, her never listen to me ! So, me open door and go find her. But, some times me find other open door and have to go in and say "Hello." to people. Why people not likey that ? Me not know.

Mom try to cover hole under Apt. door. Me tell her, "No, no Mom, people out there." Nobody ever listen to me. Me had to take sticky stuff off door meself. Mom not likey that at all, her call me, "Bad cat !" again.

Me try very hard not to be Bad cat. Me love Mom. Just want to play. When Mom yell at me and get mad, make me sad. Me go to Mom, say, "Me sorry." Purr and kiss her. Mom hear that. Her pick me up and pet my head. Oh, me likey head pets. Me purr and purr. Me tell Mom, "Me be good cat."

Oh look, me find yarn. Yarn just sitting here on table. You think maybe Mom want this yarn ? Me not think so. Where can me hide yarn at ? Cuse me, me need to go and find good place to hide yarn now. Me say Bye-Bye.

Hunter...makes me mad.

Well, sometimes he does. I know he's just a cat, but some of the things he does just drive me crazy. Hunter will find one thing he can do, & take it to the extreme.......repeating it over & over. Like opening the Apt. door. Once he discovered he could open the door himself.......that was it. I have to keep the door locked now at all times. Even if I'm going down to the laundry room. And, you would think once he got out of the Apt. & found just a long hall way....he'd stop. Not Hunter. If there was an opened Apt. door, he'd drop in on the neighbor for a visit.
Then he discovered the next best thing. Putting stuff Under the Apt. door. At first it was a game. And, yeah.....it was funny & sort of cute. But, Hunter always pushes the envelope (mostly, under the Apt. door). The morning I stepped out into the hall way & found the little hard round ball of cat poo.....I knew I had a problem. So, I put weather stripping at the bottom of the door......looked at Hunter & said, "Fixed you Buddy." But if nothing else......Hunter is persistent. he worked & worked on the weather stripping till he pulled most of it off. I tried to "Super Glue" it back to the door. Now, the people who make Super glue......apparently never tested it on a determined cat. Hunter worked at the stripping harder........& got it off. Now it's just easier to pick the stuff in front of the door up every morning. Oh, & let us not forget........Hunter's concerts at 11:00 P.M. from under my Apt. door. He will lay there on his rug & just "Meow" his head off.
Hunter getting into the cupboards is turning into a big problem. At first he'd just sit in front of one, open it a little & slam it. So, it was Bang---Bang---Bang....for a good hour every night. Till he found the trash can in one of the cupboards. Now, I put it there to keep him out of the trash. I came home from work & found trash all over the kitchen floor...as well as my clean dish towels.....dry cat food.....& dish washing soap. What a mess ! There's one cupboard that has slide out draws in it....& that's where I keep my dish towels .. the pads for the Swiffer Sweeper.......foil wrap.....& use to keep the zip lock baggies. Hunter decided this cupboard was a very good place to nap....& hide Hedwig (the toy owl from my dresser). So, when I can't find him in the Apt. I open that cupboard, pull out the drawer & there he is......looking up at me like he's saying...."What ?" I put a child-proof lock on the trash cupboard.......& glued felt to the inside top of the other cupboard doors. The felt stops the Banging.
I have been putting old bread out on top of the AC, so birds would come. Hunter will sit on top of the AC & watch them eat the bread. I thought Hunter would be happy with this......silly me. I forgot, Hunter watches everything I do. I would open that side panell on the AC to put the bread on top of the outside part of the AC. Hunter found out he could also slide that panell opened. I cough him with his head out the window....& yelled, "Hunter ! Bad cat !" at him. He pulled his head in & looked at me like he was saying...."What ? Looking for birdies Mom."
I live on the 7Th floor.......& I could just hear that call to Maint. in my head.....Me; "Ah, my cat is outside my Apt. sitting on top of the AC, can you help ?"......Maint.; "How did he get out there ?" Me; "Ah, he opened the window." So, I decided to put duct tape over the panell. Hunter is now working on the duct tape.
Then there are the little things he does that drive me crazy. Dropping silverware into the sink.........Taking Hedwig........flipping over his water bowl....turning the water in the bathroom sink on....walking around the Apt. at night like he's lost & "Meowing'. I had a Moon Cactus a friend had given me for my Birthday........Hunter worked & worked on it...till he pulled it out of the pot. I came home from work to find it on the living room floor. I was making Baby Booties for a woman at work....well I'd get one done & start on the other one. Then look for the first one & couldn't find it.......so, I'd make a new one. I kept ending up with ONE bootie. Till I found 5 Booties in the Cupboard Hunter likes to sleep in. Gees !
Like I said......Hunter is just a cat. A very smart & Bord cat. I'm sure he doesn't do any of this stuff to make me mad at him. To him, it's all just a game. But, if I ever move out of this Apt. & the next person who lives here finds....weather stripping on the door........felt on the insides of the cupboards....Child-proof locks.....& the AC duct taped to the window........I'm sure they will think to themselves...."What the Heck ?"