Body & Soul1 min ago
cats - always hungry
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if i feed them on demand, they get fat and the vet tells me off. if i dont, they maintain a nice weight, but are always starving, following me everywhere, miaowing, sitting by their bowls looking at me, trying to make me fall over, playing 'galloping', where one will chase t'other and then come thundering back with chased now doing the chasing, fighting.... anything for attention. love them very much, but it does my head in sometimes! do yours do this sort of behaviour?
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Merlin is a nice lady cat and doesn't hound me for food. Her brother Frankie loves food and is forever pleading with me and begging for food. He is convinced that he will starve if not fed during the night. I have managed to stop him waking me up during the night (with a little help from a water pistol) but he harasses me during the day.
If I ignore him he runs his claws down the woodwork in the doorway - always meowing first to make sure I am paying attention. He is pretty good at using his claws in such a way as to hurt me without doing much damage.
He is just sitting staring at me just now - kinda creepy! He has now come across the room and is crying and swiping at me with his paw.
Susan - slave to Frankie and Princess Merlin.
If I ignore him he runs his claws down the woodwork in the doorway - always meowing first to make sure I am paying attention. He is pretty good at using his claws in such a way as to hurt me without doing much damage.
He is just sitting staring at me just now - kinda creepy! He has now come across the room and is crying and swiping at me with his paw.
Susan - slave to Frankie and Princess Merlin.
Boots drives me mad begging for food. He sits and stares at me and paws me, miaowing loudly. I went to supermarket today and as soon as I return his head is in all the bags, he is under my feet whilst I put stuff away. Perhaps my fault because I always come back with a treat for him, so can't blame him really.