Some Say They Do Not Like Cats And Now I Know Why

I'm a cat person but I had a Siamese cat that I hated. It was the only cat I paid for too; got it from a co-worker. I lived at home when I had my baby and told my parents I wasn't coming home with my baby until that cat was gone. I don't know what they did with it...didn't care. Our other cat was darling.

My sister hates cats to this day because she was attacked by one a long time ago. It scratched her up good so she wants nothing to do with them. Our last "cat baby" was devilish sometimes but she wasn't a demon like your cat. She's been gone for over 25 years and I still miss and think about her. Are you going to keep that cat?
 
I'm a cat person but I had a Siamese cat that I hated. It was the only cat I paid for too; got it from a co-worker. I lived at home when I had my baby and told my parents I wasn't coming home with my baby until that cat was gone. I don't know what they did with it...didn't care. Our other cat was darling.

My sister hates cats to this day because she was attacked by one a long time ago. It scratched her up good so she wants nothing to do with them. Our last "cat baby" was devilish sometimes but she wasn't a demon like your cat. She's been gone for over 25 years and I still miss and think about her. Are you going to keep that cat?
My arms were shredded by a cat when I was, I think, 7. It was my dads cat and it got out of the house and I was sent to get it and bring it back. I did, but OMG it ripped me up. Dad took the cats side. I believe I hated that cat.

I got my revenge though. There was a rabies outbreak. Be careful of cats or dog foaming at the mouth. Hmm. I was 8 years old. I took my toothpaste, which foamed, and filled that cat from hell mouth with it. “Here kitty, want this.” Cat smacked its mouth, up and down, sticky toothpaste starts to foam.

Dad, dad, the cat is foaming at the mouth. No more cat.
 

I feel bad for you @Lee, I've never had a cat like that. I agree with the squirt bottle suggestion, I used it on my cat when he was a kitten to stop him from going out the front door. Just regular water on a medium spray, just a short squirt and the word No, sent him the other way.

Does he have a cat tree near a window with a lot of things to amuse him, like birds, squirrels, people, etc? Also, playing with a cat toy wand until he tires and begins to pant, that will release some energy and even help strenghten the bond between the two of you. His nails have to be kept trimmed, I do my own cat, but you may have to have the vet do it. I don't like the idea of giving any pets medications that alter their mood, not ideal in my opinion.

Good luck with him.
 
You took this cat in good faith with the expectation of doing your best for him and being happy together. We’ve been made to feel guilty for acquiring an animal and getting bored with it, which is definitely not you.

After a reasonable try at retraining him, are you willing to live with him for 15 years or more.
 
I like all animals, except certain ones that come in the house uninvited, like mice and a few snakes, and spiders that bite me during the night while I sleep. There are some cats that roam the neighborhood and I assume are keeping the mouse population under control, since they haven't been a big problem for a while. I'm allergic to cats, so I'd never have one, but other than that, I have nothing against them. It seems like they're easier to take care of than dogs, but I love dogs. Life wouldn't be the same without one.
 
I'm a cat person but I had a Siamese cat that I hated. It was the only cat I paid for too; got it from a co-worker. I lived at home when I had my baby and told my parents I wasn't coming home with my baby until that cat was gone. I don't know what they did with it...didn't care. Our other cat was darling.

My sister hates cats to this day because she was attacked by one a long time ago. It scratched her up good so she wants nothing to do with them. Our last "cat baby" was devilish sometimes but she wasn't a demon like your cat. She's been gone for over 25 years and I still miss and think about her. Are you going to keep that cat?
Grew up with Siamese cats. They are ridiculously smart. My mom used to say one in particular was the reincarnation of a Japanese pilot my dad shot down during WWII.
 
Doesn't catnip make them whackier? In which case, giving it to him could exacerbate the issue.
It might depend on the breed or how much you put down for them. My cat would roll around in it and then chill there for a while, and then jump in my lap to get pets. It wore off within half-an-hour, but after giving him some a few times a day for a few days and then tapering off for about a week, he calmed down quite a bit and I didn't need to use it at all. Except I bought him a catnip-stuffed ball or toy mouse now and then.
 
Grew up with Siamese cats. They are ridiculously smart. My mom used to say one in particular was the reincarnation of a Japanese pilot my dad shot down during WWII.
I don't know SetWave. I took an 8 week metaphysical course in 1988 and our instructor said that there's no transmigration of souls. Animals are not supposed to be able to reincarnate as people and vice versa. But your mother must've had good reasons to feel as she did.
 
Are you going to keep that cat?
Diva, yes I am going to keep him. I like challenges and this cat is a challenge. I swear that all my other six dearly departed have somehow transferred telepathically their worst individual habit to him.

There is no way I would return him to the humane society, I would sooner have him put to sleep as to return him now after his taste of freedom would be cruel.

I do not think he was a feral cat, he shows no indication of wanting to go outside. But I do think he may have been in a home with a person on oxygen as when a program came on with that sound he reacted with ears and eyes toward the tv. So he was taken from one home to one society and then moved to another society. I never had a chance to interact with him, they took my cat carrier, I paid, they gave me the carrier and said good luck.

The diffuser of Feliway seems to have settled him down a bit. He sat with me last night about a foot away. Treats work.

Funny thing.....he fetches. I crumpled up a tinfoil ball, threw it, he brought it back. Did this over a dozen times.

He is scared, spends a lot of time high up and also "hiding" in his paper grocery bag.

Baby steps Lee, baby steps. And while I initially thought of calling him Swiffer I changed his name to Reilly, he does respond at times.
 
Having lived with little furry terrors for quite a few decades; all I can say is they are all different personalities; those that like to bite/attack, post kittenhood, if not neutered early will, likely, take a looong time to settle down.

I would not (after one attempted rescue) even consider letting a feral adult male cat adopt me, or move in.

Some cats can be trained; if you have the patience of Job and can find something that they like well enough to degrade themselves (in their opinion) for... its personality driven though and some may not be amenable to training.

My first cat would fetch, roll over, sit up, and really liked pizza; he would keep track of the level of of food in the bag and let me know when it was time to get more... He knew the doorkob had something to do with opening the door but could not get a good enough grasp on it.
The next cat, the attempted rescue, was a terror/attack cat and had to make the trip to the animal shelter.
The last one was mentally challenged (rejected by his mother), but could manipulate (terrorize) one of my friends by simply sitting and staring.. he (Useless) liked everyone else and especially, cherry pie.

For unknown reasons cats will often elect to sit on a sheet of typing/printer paper where ever it is palced on the floor...

Enjoy!
 
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A friend advised me that cats will get 'worked up' over what they see outside of the window and can turn that frenzy on to you. Close your curtains on windows where they can see a lot of birds, squirrels, and stray cats. Leave other window curtains open on windows where the viewing of other animals is limited. I'm going to give it a try. Front drapes and back shades closed. Side drapes left open.
 
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Diva, yes I am going to keep him. I like challenges and this cat is a challenge. I swear that all my other six dearly departed have somehow transferred telepathically their worst individual habit to him.

There is no way I would return him to the humane society, I would sooner have him put to sleep as to return him now after his taste of freedom would be cruel.

I do not think he was a feral cat, he shows no indication of wanting to go outside. But I do think he may have been in a home with a person on oxygen as when a program came on with that sound he reacted with ears and eyes toward the tv. So he was taken from one home to one society and then moved to another society. I never had a chance to interact with him, they took my cat carrier, I paid, they gave me the carrier and said good luck.

The diffuser of Feliway seems to have settled him down a bit. He sat with me last night about a foot away. Treats work.

Funny thing.....he fetches. I crumpled up a tinfoil ball, threw it, he brought it back. Did this over a dozen times.

He is scared, spends a lot of time high up and also "hiding" in his paper grocery bag.

Baby steps Lee, baby steps. And while I initially thought of calling him Swiffer I changed his name to Reilly, he does respond at times.
Seems like you've made progress already. Bless you for not wanting to shuttle him around even more than he's been.
 
My arms were shredded by a cat when I was, I think, 7. It was my dads cat and it got out of the house and I was sent to get it and bring it back. I did, but OMG it ripped me up. Dad took the cats side. I believe I hated that cat.

I got my revenge though. There was a rabies outbreak. Be careful of cats or dog foaming at the mouth. Hmm. I was 8 years old. I took my toothpaste, which foamed, and filled that cat from hell mouth with it. “Here kitty, want this.” Cat smacked its mouth, up and down, sticky toothpaste starts to foam.

Dad, dad, the cat is foaming at the mouth. No more cat.
It’s not like he killed the cat. He put the cat outside, we lived next to an orange grove. It became a feral cat or found a new home. This was 1953. I am sure the cat was better off than I was. I should have left the cat at home and gone to live in the orange grove. I would have escaped a lot of beatings.
 
I guess we were lucky with our 3 cats. Each had their own personality but they all ruled the roost. We had dogs at the same time and occasionally the cats would stalk the dogs, usually while they were sleeping. There would be a bit of a scuffle but eventually they calmed down.
They were all feral cats.
I noticed that you can now buy pet toys with batteries. Some look like mice, it might use up some of that built up energy chasing one around..
Good luck and I'm glad you are really trying to find a solution to the problem.
 
Shake the pennies when he does something wrong to get his attn. Tell him no.
As far as Misty is concerned, this is the best advice I've ever taken. Misty is my 8th cat over the years, and I've never had one as obstinate as she is.

I put some pennies in some stainless steel travel mugs and placed them around the house. Works great. And, I only have to give it a shake once and that's enough. And after a couple of days, I only have to pick up the mugs. Don't even have to shake them.

So, thank you - thank you - thank you.
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I'm a cat person. I've had cats my whole life. Someone gave me, "Nipsy", a white angora. She would attack to you whenever. And like Lee's cat, she'd bite the hell out of me unprovoked. I was in the bathroom, sitting there, The cat jumped up un the tub rim, which was right near the toilet. I petted her, and she was purring away. I finished, and stood up. She immediately clawed me where it hurt, and believe me it hurt. I'm not proud of this, but i was so angry I picked her up and tossed her out of the bathroom. I finally had it with this lousy cat. I gave her to this farmer to hunt mice in his barn. I don't know what it is, maybe cat schizophrenia or something, but I wasn't keeping an animal that attacked me all the time.
 
I recently adopted a new cat, a year and a half old and called the vet yesterday asking about tranquilizers for the cat, me too if he could prescribe them. Of course he picks this time to be away till Tuesday.

I have owned six cats in my lifetime and miss each and every one of them and their loving ways. Not this one though, believe me when I say that when I saw him starting to nibble on a houseplant it was in the back of the mind to let him go at it while wondering if it was harmful to cats. And just so you can stop thinking bad of me, I googled the plant and gave it to my neighbor.

Why so bad.....first of all he bites for no reason, several times while walking in the house this holy terror comes at me, wraps all four paws around my leg and chops down. I have taken to wearing jeans and bullet proof long underwear.

He has two speeds, fast and faster and seems to be a projectile aimed at anything in home decor that is breakable.

Yesterday morning was the last straw before calling the vet. I watched in awe while he bounded up on the kitchen table, down, then up on a chair while knocking my cell phone off the end table, from chair to the top of the fireplace knocking over an antique clock on it's side and then from there a good 6 foot sail over to the couch where he laid panting with his tongue hanging out leaving me wondering if this was the end.

And he constantly washes, usually you know where....vet checked him for fleas, etc. when I got him so that is not the problem. This cat rivals the washing machine for the noise he makes.

When I could not get the vet I called a friend and was actually crying because I told her that I did not want to send him back to the humane society as this was his second time adopted out and I feared they would give him the golden needle. She has five cats and I was thinking of caging him up and dumping him on her doorstep.

She recommeded a product called Felimazole a pherenome diffuser so off to the pet store to snag the last bottle. It has worked to some extent, he has only bitten my hand twice this morning and not hard.

Advice????
I had a cat who would attack my bare legs like that. His bite was quite vicious. I would have to drop to the floor and grab him firmly by the scruff of his neck and literally throw him outside. Afterwards he sometimes seemed to show remorse. He was later diagnosed with a urinary tract infection which was only investigated when he started passing bloody urine. I think pain might have had something to do with the attacks.
 
I don't know SetWave. I took an 8 week metaphysical course in 1988 and our instructor said that there's no transmigration of souls. Animals are not supposed to be able to reincarnate as people and vice versa. But your mother must've had good reasons to feel as she did.
It's my theory that sulphur crested cockatoos are actually the souls of evil old men, denied entry into the after life until they spend the next 70 years or so back on earth in the form of a bird. Anyone who has had close experience of this species might tend to agree with me. The beak is vicious and they bite for pure entertainment value.

Only kidding of course, but they can be very evil 👿
 
I had a cat who would come to the side of the bed and use his paw to gently touch my hand. Then he'd sit on the floor waiting for the inevitable. The moment I would reach down and touch his head, he'd turn it around and bite hard on my hand between the little finger and the wrist. Oh would that hurt. He got a lot of satisfaction from doing that. After I yelled in pain, he'd get up and walk away.
 


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