It’s the Calico in her!
Calico cats have “cattitude”. So far, all the Calicos we’ve had have this cattitude. Topping the list is none other than our present reigning queen, Cleo. Talk about cattitude, Cleo represents them all.
Then, there was Suki, Rosie, Daffodil and now, Samantha. All Calico. All with cattitude.
Samantha was really unhappy about being confined to her room. I had to, because she urinated on my blanket and the entire bed (not blaming her as she wouldn’t know she’s supposed to use the litter box, but I still have to “train” her (All cats saying in unison: You? You want to TRAIN us cats?? Hahahahahaha…..!!) to use the litter box. Well, at least try to, right? I do not have the time or energy to keep washing bedsheets and cleaning mattresses.
But when she had both the rooms, she used the litter box for urination and defecation. She actually did, which was really good.
However, when she only has one room now, no, she has unlearnt the behaviour. So yesterday, she defecated at the drainhole in the shower area, which is still fine. Good girl.
But yesterday, she refused to eat. Two nights ago, she ate most heartily from her hiding place in the living room. Now, confined to her personal bedroom, she went on a hunger strike. I was worried that she hadn’t eaten in an entire day, but she’s been very well-fed all this while, so I think it’s still fine.
And she also showed me her buttocks whenever I went inside. This is how a Calico shows displeasure.
Daffodil used to do it to us last time whenever she succeeded in escaping from our pathetic attempts at trying to confine her. She’d go to the neighbour’s roof and when she saw us, she’d turn around and show us her buttocks. You could almost here her taunting us with the “Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!”
So I was getting it from Samantha all of yesterday.
Finally, I left dinner for her last night. She still refused to eat. So after half an hour, I took away the wet food as it won’t last through the night and left the kibble (might not be crunchy anymore and some cats will turn up their noses to it too). But this time, I gave her 6 crumbles of Primal Freeze-Dried. Heh…let’s see you resist that!
By this morning, all the kibble and the 6 crumbles of Primal were cleaned out.
Yay! Human – 1, Samantha – 0 ?
Not exactly…because I smelled a terrible smell in the room. I looked all around and finally found it. Right smack in the middle of the tarpaulin covering the bed was lots of faeces. Lots. All well-formed.
The litter box only had two urine balls.
Okay, never mind. It’s better you empty your bowels than you keep it all in, right?
I cleaned up the tarpaulin with soap (dishwashing liquid) and left it to dry. I thought I’d place the litter box on this spot after it is dried but the next time I went out, again there was a smell.
Samantha had urinated on that spot on the tarpaulin.
Hmm…you do know how to use the litter box, but you’re just doing this out to protest, aren’t you?
And she showed me her buttocks again.
Okay, that’s okay.
Maybe she wants her own bathroom?
I had closed the door to the bathroom because it’s a shared bathroom and Riley also needs a bathroom. Riley lives with all her SOPs – Must only eat in the room; if kitchen, can only have snacks, not main meals. Main meals must be served in her room. Litter box must be in the bathroom, not anywhere else.
So now, I’m giving Samantha the bathroom. She did urinate in the litter box. Let’s see where she would defecate next. Samantha has two litter boxes now. One on the tarpaulin and one in the bathroom.
Butts for you!
I’m glad we caught her earlier so that she has time to settle down. Hopefully.