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My cat is too smart D<
So Spade, after we moved into the wooden-panelled (on the walls) room, got it into his head that one of the panels was a door. Deciding this, he'd try for hours every day to get it open; shoving his paws under the lip and pulling, padding and scratching at the cracks, ect. Annoying. but funny.
Eventually this just degraded to him padding at them, standing on his hind legs and brushing his paws up and down them, which made a lot of noise and was otherwise nonsensical. His favourite time for this was between 6 and 9 am. =____=
The first few times he did it I blew at him, yelled, threw him off the bed, what have you... the second set of times, I gave him food, gave them new changed fresh water AND more food, next changed their litter too... but every morning he did it more. The last morning I lost it and spent probably 2 hours chasing him around trying to distract him with love then yelling then tossing, whatever it took.
On the final day, he was even worse, and I noticed that, when he was doing it, EVERY time my bed squeaked when i moved to yell or whatever, he immediately turned and watched me. And then it hit me.
The fucking cat learned that, when he did this, he got attention. He got more food. He got brand new water. All these good things came from him bugging the hell out of me. TT___TT So, I ignored it, and he only did it twice more (in various places around the room) before he gave up.
Damn cat <3
So Spade, after we moved into the wooden-panelled (on the walls) room, got it into his head that one of the panels was a door. Deciding this, he'd try for hours every day to get it open; shoving his paws under the lip and pulling, padding and scratching at the cracks, ect. Annoying. but funny.
Eventually this just degraded to him padding at them, standing on his hind legs and brushing his paws up and down them, which made a lot of noise and was otherwise nonsensical. His favourite time for this was between 6 and 9 am. =____=
The first few times he did it I blew at him, yelled, threw him off the bed, what have you... the second set of times, I gave him food, gave them new changed fresh water AND more food, next changed their litter too... but every morning he did it more. The last morning I lost it and spent probably 2 hours chasing him around trying to distract him with love then yelling then tossing, whatever it took.
On the final day, he was even worse, and I noticed that, when he was doing it, EVERY time my bed squeaked when i moved to yell or whatever, he immediately turned and watched me. And then it hit me.
The fucking cat learned that, when he did this, he got attention. He got more food. He got brand new water. All these good things came from him bugging the hell out of me. TT___TT So, I ignored it, and he only did it twice more (in various places around the room) before he gave up.
Damn cat <3