while I'm whinging...

[mmegaera]

I'll whinge about one of my teenage cats, too.

1) Elena is part raccoon, and not just because she's got raccoon-like face markings. She is training me to keep the toilet lids down because otherwise she dunks things (like cat toys) in them, and then leaves them, soaking wet, in places strategically chosen for the likelihood of me stepping on them.

2) Elena apparently can tell the difference between the canned cat food equivalent of dye lots (thank you for the comparison, filkferengi), and won't eat from one and will eat from another, visually identical can (Elli eats from all the cans without any problems). And when I refuse to pander to this and make comments like "well, eat your damned crunchies, then" --

3) Elena becomes a drama queen. Oh, she eats the crunchies, and she's not starving to death by any stretch of the imagination. But she whines and wails and carries on like a small tragedienne. Repeatedly.

I did not sign up for this when I adopted her...

Comments

[thnidu]

Correction: You didn't know you were signing up for it. But there was a little clause tucked away in there that said "No matter what I do -- and you can't even imagine! -- I'm yours to deal with, and to deal with properly, thank you very much."

Icon: two kids, one foster, about 15 guinea pigs (in succession, mostly), a few hamsters and gerbils, and for the past five years a Cat.

[mmegaera]

Yes, I've had that explained to me [wry g]. Still, I will be glad when they become indoor/outdoor cats. As soon as the weather warms up enough that I want to be outside with them the first few times.