Copycats

[deird_lj]

Elf has a fanboy.


Said fanboy is a tiny kitten called Smudge, who belongs to my housemate. He thinks Elf is the coolest thing ever, and has taken to following him around the house, and copying his every move.

My poor cat can't go and eat his breakfast without Smudge jumping in front of him and eating the breakfast Just Like Elf Does. (Or like Elf would if he could get past the kitten blocking his access.)


It's useful, really, because Smudge has learnt extremely fast that jumping on the tables is something we do not do: Elf doesn't do it, so he hasn't even tried.

Unfortunately, this has not extended to Smudge following Elf's example in Not Peeing On The Beds.


My lovely cat, while having once peed all over my theatre costumes in a fit of malice, is a model of good behaviour in the peeing-on-beds department. (The only time he tried it, six years ago, my sister caught him in the act and threw him across the room. He NEVER tried again.)

Smudge, on the other hand...

He has now peed on my housemate's bed three times in two days. We think it might be a territorial thing: Elf has a bed (mine), so Smudge needs to claim one for himself too. One of the many hazards of living with a cat who hasn't been desexed yet.

The dreaded desexing is taking place next week. In the meantime, bedroom doors are staying firmly closed. (And our bedrooms, which have their own heating vents, are heating up much faster than the rest of the house. This morning, it was 14 degrees in the living room, and 28 degrees in my bedroom. HOT.)



So... kitten. *sighs* And now that I've mentioned that, I'm going to have to show you all photos, aren't I?

Comments

[klme.livejournal.com]

For the record, the response to Elf's misdemeanour was more of a "swat off the bed" rather than an actual "throw across the room" - although the latter sounds more dramatic...

[swellen.livejournal.com]

Ah. Okay then, that definitely sounds better. :)

*removes RSPCA from speed dial*