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Maggy: When we're outside, she barks NON STOP! I don't know if she's "announcing" that we're outside, but she just barks...AT NOTHING! She also likes to lick. And lick and lick and lick. And it's not a quiet lick, its a loud slurping lick. She'll do this in the middle of the night. So, if she's licking my husbands leg, I hear "slurp, slurp, slurp" until I tell her to stop. She'll also lick the sheets a leave a big wet spot. She also doesn't know how to respect mine and my hubby's "private time." She thinks that we have to throw her ball while we're trying to have our "quality time" together.
Payton: COUNTER SURFING I cannot empasize this one enough. Counters and cats don't mix in my house. Payton doesn't care. All my counters have sticky tape on them, and even a scatmat (thank you Kuhio). But he'll just go where there's no tape of mat. I think what urkes me more than anything is that he outsmarts me.
Sammy: He sheds something aweful. That doesn't bother me. What does bother me is that he will only come and rub on my legs if I have black pants on AFTER I've taken the lint brush to them. Here he comes, all sweet, meow, head bumpy, meow, black pants are now white and orange again. He also will meow at me like a starved maniac for food, BEFORE he checks his dish. He'll act like he hasn't eaten in months, but there's food in his bowl! :rolleyes:
