The second cat may have been a poor choice!

Jadzia is the bane of my existence.  She is always bad and getting into things.  I had her spayed a month ago and I had really hoped that she would have calmed down. Negative Houston! She is just as crazy as ever.  

One of her favorite activities is to sit in front of the big screen TV, stretch out super long, and run her claws on the front of the TV.  HELL NO!!!   That is not acceptable kitten behavior.  I try to redirect her but she thinks it's a game.  First she jumps on the dresser and looks at me to see what I will do.  I use my meanest voice and yell at her to get down.  Usually that only garners a ear wiggle so my next action is to get the water bottle out and hit it against the table.  She understands what that means except that she no longer cares.  At first it was fairly effective.  I would spray her and she would run away.  Now, I spray her and she tries to get behind the TV.  Then I get up and drag her out.  This game could go on for hours or at least until I shut her in another room. 

Saturday was the final straw for me. I was watching the exciting Butler game and in her craziness she ended up unplugging the cable from the TV.  I got very angry so I shut her in my closet . I had to watch the next portion of the game in the living room on the Old School SD TV.  Not cool!  At the next commercial break I raced into my room to determine what wire was loose so I could watch the rest of the game on the good TV.  At that time I vowed to take more drastic corrective actions.

On Sunday evening I went to the grocery store and I purchased some double sided tape.  I have heard rumors that cats don't like double sided tape and they will stay far far away after they have experienced a paw getting stuck.  When I got home I found an empty Cherry Zero carton and I cut it up so it would lay flat, and then I strategically applied the tape to the box.  Then I waited....and waited....and waited.  To my dismay, she never tried to get on the dresser the rest of the night.

When I got home from work on Monday I saw no evidence of her tangling with the box and tape so I had hoped that this would the end to our little "game".  All hope ended about an hour later when she made her first jump to the dresser.  She landed and slid because the box was not anchored to the top and as soon as her paws hit the tape she freaked out and jumped to the safety of my lap.  She curled up next to my leg and took a nap.  So cute! FYI...her cuteness is always short lived.

I WON!  I WON!  I WON!  I couldn't believe that I finally beat the cat.  I was ecstatic! That was until a couple hours later when Jadzia was refreshed from her evening nap and she was ready for some trouble.  She walked to the end of my bed and hopped the short distance to the dresser. I sat there smiling while I waited for her to freak out.  Um...she didn't.  She walked directly to the box and started to lick the tape.  What!  How could she know that licking the tape would make it less sticky.  Damn Cat.  She spent the next few minutes licking the tape from the edge of the dresser and then she ventured onto the cardboard box with no problem.  She quickly got used to the tape and she didn't mind her feet being mildly stuck to the surface.  As a matter of fact she had a new toy.  She took to chewing at the box edges and trying to tear the tape off of the box with her teeth.  Sigh!  I admitted defeat and I removed the box from the dresser and let her play with it on the floor.

A few minutes later she got bored with the new toy and she wanted to play with the TV.  God Damn CAT!  We went in circles with her jumping on the dresser and me spraying her and then removing her from behind the TV.  My finally resolution was to redirect her to the living room with some catnip on her scratching post.  That is where she is supposed to scratch...dumb ass cat.

My next move is to try some duct tape on the cardboard and some Bitter Apple Spray.  I may have lost several battles but I WILL EVENTUALLY WIN THIS WAR!

Meet Jadzia

I have a new kitten. Isn’t she precious. She is so cute and full of energy. She runs around the house with no fear and she thinks she is invincible. I have to wonder if this in innate in kittens or if I have worn off on her.
I got her a week and a half ago and she has dramatically increased my pet work time. She makes messes and needs constant attention. The very first night I took her home I was laying on my bed and she was sitting on my neck. She got up and walked across my chest and hopped off onto the bed. She got close to my side and I thought she was trying to cuddle with me. Not So! She decided that was a great place to take a shit. When she was done she hopped up on me and tried to get back on my neck. Let me point put that this wasn’t ordinary shit…it was diarrhea shit. Gross!!!!!!!

I picked her up and quickly got out of bed and I realized my shirt and hands were covered in kitten poo. I took us both to the bathroom and I sat her on the counter and I pulled off my shirt. I wiped my hands and I tried to wipe Jadzias feet and tail off. I had already decided that the shirt was going to be a causality to this situation. I turned on the water to rinse off my hands and that damn kitten wondered off and fell off the counter on the side by the toilet to where the cleaning supplies are kept. Eeek..little Jadzia was fragile and I was worried that she was hurt. Then I noticed the shit on the wall and toilet and floor. The mess was getting worse and not better. BTW…she was fine. Apparently, she is ok with falling 3 feet.

I managed to get her and I cleaned up and I walked over to my bed to assess the situation. It was disgusting. By the way I was reading a book when this occurred and it suffered some damage. Since I was really enjoying the book I decided to try and clean the pages in lieu of tossing it. I picked it all up and donned a clean shirt as I didn’t think my roommate would appreciate the topless look and headed off to the washer. The roommate found this situation hysterical and couldn’t stop laughing. I guess it was the look of disgust on my face. I only have two sets of sheets for my bed, winter flannel sheets and regular sheets. I had to make do with the hot flannel sheets for the night. Shortly thereafter Jadzia got relegated to the bathroom for my evening sleep.

The next day when I got home Jadzia was so happy to see me. She kept squeaking and meowing and saying Hi. I had put her on a cat milk supplement and I soaked her food in it to soften it up to make it easier for her to eat. I sat it down and she ate half of it and a bit later I realized that Sparks had helped himself to what she didn’t eat. Big Fing mistake!!! About an hour or so later I went back to my room to get something I saw a vomit trail. Apparently the kitties milk was just a tad too rich for Spark’s tummy and he vomited everywhere. The floor and my BED! Seriously, my bed was defiled for the second time in two days. Plus I had just removed the sheets from the dryer. At least I could remove the hot flannel sheets from my bed. Everything went into the laundry and the floor was cleaned with the mini carpet cleaner.

Apparently, I am not able to learn my lesson. The next day I gave Jadzia her milk and food and again left her unattended and Sparks had himself a feast. And again he vomited on my bed and floor. At this point I felt like I was living in a hotel and I was the maid as I had to change my bed so many times. Seriously, I couldn’t keep the sheets clean. Thankfully, that was the last vomit incident and things have quieted down a bit at my house. Everyone is getting along well and we are all existing in peace and harmony.

That is until Jadzia uses my nose as a ladder to my head with her claws. Damn that hurt!