dog cat, cat dog

anyone want a cat who thinks she's a dog? anyone? she's not mine, but i'll most happy to give her away. she belongs to my sister who, enveloped in the "new kitten" love, brought her home after seeing her play with her other siblings in a box.

we're cat people. why? cats for the most part aren't needy creatures. they don't need the same amount of hands-on loving like dogs do. they usually aren't starved for attention or chase you and chew up your shoes and overturn trash, right? wrong.

not this kitty. ladies and gentlemen i give you my sister's ultra needy, attention starved, shoe AND feet chewing, chase you around the house kitten. what the heck? this furry chick literally will greet you at the door and follow you around in EVERY room. and don't you DARE close the door in her face. she then will proceed "cry" at the door and scratch and "knock" until either a: she pries it open or b: you open the door.

my bedroom door doesn't latch all the way and she discovered this nifty fact and now barges in my room whenever she feels like it. even when it's 5am in the morning. she doesn't care. i'll wake up with a cat toupee purring at me. i'll toss her out the room and back she comes. i even blocked the door one time with some really heavy shoes. and she rammed into the door until she got it open. then it was back to my tabby fur top. did i mention that she occasionally wags her tail?

i'm trying to figure out what in the world did this mama cat eat when she was pregnant with psycho kitty and the rest of the litter. did she have a history of mental history in her feline lineage? did the previous owners drop the cat on her head? i mean, there's GOT to be some sort of explanation for this feline's ultra dog like tendencies.

right now she's sitting at my feet and purring away and occasionally nipping at my toes. there have been some instances when i would literally run from her and she'd chase me like it's a game. ah! sister and brother-in-law just walked through the door. and now she's going down stairs to chew on them for a little while. meanwhile, i'm going to try a stack of books against the door tonight. hope krazy kitty hasn't been eating a secret stash of steroid-drenched cat-nip. wish me luck!

be blessed.