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Somebody ate (then ripped apart) 3 sets of blinds; they peed on the dryer until it corroded terribly, and glass breakages are usually monthly.
Probably most annoying is when Spunk, my blind punk, launches onto my shoulder from a height, such as off the fridge; while I admire her willingness to attempt such a feat, her aim ain't the greatest, and her claws are evil..
The usual pooping and peeing applies, too.
As far as I know Brody hasn't done anything baaaaaad but Cally once caught a bat mid-flight and presented me with the headless remains :eek: :eek:
Well THANK GOD there's many of us with nawty cats! I too have been peed on by RB Nougat, had stoves ruined, toasters (I don't have one anymore) furniture etc. "Sweet Pea" takes her name literally now. For good reason she's pretty much confined to the bedroom where oddly enough she's well behaved, but when she's out she gets picked on and whizzes (and poops) on the counters, or top of the refrigerator. :rolleyes: If I changed her name would she behave? :confused: Of course I have my share of brawls here as well, which often commence with the usual p**s on whatever surface is near. :rolleyes: I have two x-toms that go out and spend time peeing on stuff outside. If they aren't let out...I pay the price as they will stand in front of me and whizz on things in the hall! :eek: Someday very soon I'll follow through with my threats of super glue & corks! :mad:
Wow guys! I really feel fortunate. I don't think Chuck has ever peed or poopied outside his box. Maybe because he is an only cat. Our dog however is nawtie like that. :mad:
The worst two things my beloved one-time cat Myrtille did happened just after we got her, and I have mentioned them here before. Once, she stepped into the upright freezer and we didn't realize it. Thank goodness we hadn't left the kitchen when she started meowing from the darkness and the cold, or she would have been frozen! What a horror! And the other thing she did was when my husband was - um - standing at the toilet. She put her little paws up on the rim, watching the enchanting waterfall, and suddenly, without warning, jumped in under it!!! A bath immediately followed, and she did not try that experiment again.
Our beloved one-time cat Tzigane did a particularly bad thing when we were staying in New Mexico in a historic property that belonged to a foundation. We were there on a grant - my husband was writing. We had to leave a deposit for damage to the antique adobe house we were staying in. The cats were there under suffrance - with promises that they were extremely well behaved, that they didn't go out, etc. Tzigane liked to lie in the very wide wooden windowsill of the bathroom, for hours at a time, watching people go by on their way to the main administration office and their other private offices. This was naughty enough, since it annoyed the director. But what was the worst was that we discovered when it was time to leave that during her long stints in the window, she had whiled away the hours by "whittling" the windowsill! We were horrified! But a little sanding and Old English polish left the windowsill looking as new - or as old - as when we moved in. Bad, bad cat!!!
I've learned over the years that I cannot POSSIBLY have the following:
Fresh flowers
REAL plants
My cat Maya Linn ate some beads off a favorite sweater of mine a while back. She wasn't looking too good, like she ate something she shouldn't have!! I was fortunate enough to have medicine to help her. That'll teach her to eat stuff she shouldn't.
Ripley holds the record here. I was hosting a reception for my brother and his new wife and I brought the large sheet cake home from the bakery the night before. About 1 am that night Ripley jumped up on the dining table where the cake was and jumped on the top of the large cake box and broke through it leaving two giant paw prints in the cake. I had to go the bakery first thing that morning and have them "repair the damage" and then as we cut the cake to serve people I cut out that paw print area and threw it away while no one was looking.
I laugh about it now but good gosh was I one stressed out person when it happened.
Cute thread....
My sweet little Tabitha, several years ago, was playing with me, and when I went to give her a quick kiss, she thought we were still playing! I pulled back immediately, and Tabitha got my lip. It ripped, and I had to get 2 stitches! Those were the first set of stitches that I had ever gotten! (And I was 42 at the time!)
She also, when she was younger, and before she got spayed, backed her little fuzzy butt onto my arm while I was sound asleep, and peed on me! :eek: Her spaying appointment was made the very next day! ;)
Now Sasha! Well, she is fascinated with the toilet. She comes running from out of nowhere as soon as she hears the lid being lifted! (I have to keep it down to keep her out of the water!) Several times, she has appeared, and as I was sitting down, she jumped onto the seat, and then fell into the bowl! :eek:
Another time, she was exploring on top of the refrigerator where I was keeping a plastic bag (like what you get at the grocery) full of candy to take to work for the "candy jar". The bag was in a large metal bowl, and she brought the bowl, and bag of candy down all at once. Suddenly, here comes "Super Sasha" with a plastic bag cape attached to her neck! She flew through the house several times, making a passby me so fast that I couldn't catch her! She finally landed behind the couch and I was able to remove her cape! :rolleyes:
I am sure that there are lots of other adventures, but I cannot think of them at this time.
I love hearing of the antics of our other PT babies!
same here!! I only have one cat and she is well behaved!! she did poop on my bathroom floor one about a week after i brought her home as a 1 month old kitten. But that was to tell me she had worms!! which we fixed right away!! other than that she has been a dol!! :DQuote:
Originally Posted by aki
:eek: :eek: i am soooo glad my cats cannot read....they don't need advice in this area
I just remembered two more things that my beloved one-time cat Myrtille did. When we were in our year-long temporary adobe in Santa Fe, someone (a groundskeeper, we think) accidentally let Myrtille out. Later that night, we heard meowing and we couldn't figure out where it was coming from. We hadn't realized yet that Myrtille was missing. Finally, we heard claws on the skylight in the living room. She was at least smart enough to see the light coming from inside and hear us in the living room, and she was standing on the skylight crying to come in. Fortunately, the house was low enough that she could hop off the roof into my husband's arms. On our way home after our year in SF, we stopped at my parents' for a week's rest. One day we heard mysterious overhead meowing, and it was Myrtille again. This time, she had managed to find a hole in the ceiling panels in the back closet, and she had climbed up into the rafters. With coaxing, she came down, and everyone was careful to keep that closet door closed from then on out. There are dangers everywhere for curious cats.
Oh wow! Another one! Both of the boy cats that my husband and I have had did that. I cannot believe they actually jumped into the toilet and the stream! XDQuote:
Originally Posted by Beauty17
I think our worst had to be when Chloe knocked my husband's glasses off of the dresser, and then my husband stepped on them when he walked into the dark room. Funny enough, when he took the glasses in to have them repaired, the people in the eye doctor's office were not all that surprised.