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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / September 2005Living with an abuse siamese cat
I'd love to hear stories about how to live with an overbearing siamese cat. Mister Mongo (and don't you forget it!) is quite capable of howling himself into a frenzy if he isn't served immediately. Once I closed the bedroom door while trying to study and not have to let him in/out 20 times an hour and he proceeded to work himself into such a frenzy that he puked on the bed. Let me out! Oh, it's too hot! Let me try the other door! In! Out! In! Out! This dude is the most affectionate cat I've ever known, but he's so damn overbearing. Right now we seem to have an understanding. I can say things like "shut up!" and he'll quit it for a little while, maybe. My neighbor complained about mongo beating their cat up but I only see them getting along like they can't see the other. When he follows me to the local 7-11, I call him my 'little doggy.' <begin> <begin> <WOW!> <repeat location == !not location> <end> > I'd love to hear stories about how to live with an overbearing siamese > cat. [quoted text clipped - 22 lines] > 'little > doggy.' All that has ever worked for us is essentially putting up with it. Oh, and apologize profusely to the neighbor. Mongo more than likely is beating up their cat, or at least terrorizing it when you aren't looking. Now I adore full grown, full voiced male Siamese cats. We've always had one. Jake is our third in thirty six years of marriage. Do make sure you do your share to communicate with him. Ours yowl less if we talk to them. If you want to study, and still have a place to sleep at night, you lock yourself in the bedroom. Not the cat. Our first Siamese Sam was the worst bully. The second, Henry, was a fairly mild mannered gentleman. Our current Jake is only assertive. We would take Sam into the vet to get the worst of his abscesses patched up and the vet would try to commiserate my telling us every neighborhood had a cat that beat up on the others. Thinking we were victims. Had to tell him he was right and Sam was it. The milder abscesses I just learned to treat myself. Oh, and all three were the sweetest snuggle babies in the world when it suited them. Jo > I'd love to hear stories about how to live with an overbearing > siamese cat. > > Mister Mongo (and don't you forget it!) is quite capable of howling > himself into a frenzy if he isn't served immediately. Once I closed > the bedroom door while trying to study and not have to let him in/out > 20 times an hour and he proceeded to work himself into such a frenzy > that he puked on the bed. [quoted text clipped - 17 lines] > <repeat location == !not location> > <end> Is this the Mongo of "evil Mongo" / "good Mongo" fame? -- Britta "There is no snooze button on a cat who wants breakfast." -- Unknown Check out pictures of Vino at: http://photos.yahoo.com/badwilson click on the Vino album >> I'd love to hear stories about how to live with an overbearing >> siamese cat. [quoted text clipped - 25 lines] >> <repeat location == !not location> >> <end> >Is this the Mongo of "evil Mongo" / "good Mongo" fame? yes. as loud as ever. Right now he's sleeping on the living room futon. >>> I'd love to hear stories about how to live with an overbearing >>> siamese cat. [quoted text clipped - 30 lines] > > Right now he's sleeping on the living room futon. Hi there, good to hear from you again. I still have the photoshopped pics of Puffy Evil Mongo and Puffy Good Mongo :-) -- Britta "There is no snooze button on a cat who wants breakfast." -- Unknown Check out pictures of Vino at: http://photos.yahoo.com/badwilson click on the Vino album >Hi there, good to hear from you again. I still have the photoshopped >pics of Puffy Evil Mongo and Puffy Good Mongo :-) I've come to the conclusion that mongo is spoiled rotten. During a weeklong vacation trip my housemate left a window open so Mongo could go in/out to his heart's content. That was when he was 18 months old during a lovely denver summer. He's never forgotten that and thinks he can go in/out any time. Here in phoenix I got in the habbit of leaving the patio door open 8" and had to quit it when the misquitoes tried to eat me alive. So, I have to let him in/out upwards of ten times in an hour. It was really bad in August where the heat was unbearable for even him. Bored inside; go outside; too hot! come inside! Bored again! Outside! Inside! Try a different exit! Repeat ten times an hour! Only cure is lots of cuddles and hugs. >>Hi there, good to hear from you again. I still have the photoshopped >>pics of Puffy Evil Mongo and Puffy Good Mongo :-) [quoted text clipped - 13 lines] >Inside! Try a different exit! Repeat ten times an hour! Only cure is lots of >cuddles and hugs. Nah, lots of cats are just like that. They don't like doors. Doors are a hoomin invention. They think of the whole house (or the house and yard) as their territory, and they just think they should always have free access to all of it, all the time. My favorite thing is when you open the door for them, and they just stand *in* the doorway forever, just, um, er, *thinking* about something. :P Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com > My favorite thing is >when you open the door for them, and they just stand *in* the doorway >forever, just, um, er, *thinking* about something. :P That's an indeterminate location. Kind of like a twlight zone between in and out. The only peace and quiet here is when mongo exhausts himself running in and out. Rising on my shopping list is a patio catdoor. My budget can almost afford the $185-$500. http://radiofence.com/cat_doors_patio.htm for example. >>>Hi there, good to hear from you again. I still have the photoshopped >>>pics of Puffy Evil Mongo and Puffy Good Mongo :-) [quoted text clipped - 20 lines] >when you open the door for them, and they just stand *in* the doorway >forever, just, um, er, *thinking* about something. :P That "standing in the doorway" habit once backfired for one of my cats. We were living in an old house, built circa 1900, that had thick downstairs walls, meaning that the main house door and screen door were about six inches apart. I was the last one to leave that morning, heading for high school, and our tomcat followed me out the door. I didn't realize, however, that he had stopped in the doorway, and the spring on the screen door swung it shut, trapping him between the two doors. I happened to be the first one home that afternoon, and found the cat still trapped there. Fortunately, it wasn't too hot a day, and the doorway was shaded by a large porch roof. As soon as I opened the screen door, Timothy Tiger made a dash for the yard. He had managed to hold his water the entire 7 hours or so that he had been trapped.  SignatureJohn F. Eldredge -- john@jfeldredge.com PGP key available from http://pgp.mit.edu "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria >That "standing in the doorway" habit once backfired for one of my >cats. We were living in an old house, built circa 1900, that had [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] >door. I didn't realize, however, that he had stopped in the doorway, >and the spring on the screen door swung it shut, trapping him between I once had something kind of opposite happen. Room-mate's cat knew how to sit on a brick ledge under the doorbell and ring it. We're watching tv and hear the door bell ring and then the cat just walks in. The front door had just a deadbolt and no other latching lock and kitty knew how to break through the screen door's screening and push the front door open. Little bastard. > Nah, lots of cats are just like that. They don't like doors. > Doors are a hoomin invention. They think of the whole house (or the > house and yard) as their territory, and they just think they should > always have free access to all of it, all the time. My favorite > thing is when you open the door for them, and they just stand *in* > the doorway forever, just, um, er, *thinking* about something. :P Dogs like to do this, too. I established a "count to ten" rule with Puma, my black lab mix. If I'd counted to ten and he hadn't decided, I closed the door and he was stuck. I think maybe he understood. Maybe. Signaturemonique, who spoils Oscar unmercifully pictures: http://www.bounceswoosh.org/rpca |
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