Another Meowing Post

bigbadbarry wrote:
SNIP
He woke me up one morning...I come out the bed like I was posessed
and I went through the whole house screaming and yelling like a mad
man...popping holes in my walls with a golf club.cussing and swearing
every breath, I was saying things you wouldn't hear in a cat
fight!! It was like a chemical thing, I didn't plan it, but it happened.
I went slam off, I never saw the cat, I don't know where he
had hid himself...but I was a stark lunatic...FURIOUS ANGER...That
morning was the straw that broke the camels back, I had no more
patience for him, NONE. I didn't care, and I tell ya...it was better
for me to have to patch a few holes rather than touch my Ruprecht.

He never did it again.

Barry

And there you have it, ladies. This is an exemplary example of why foster
fathers have MUCH less behavior problems with foster children than do foster
mothers.

HI Kaeli,

Yes he has access to the bedroom - he actually sleeps with us and
normally at around 4:00 am tries to get me up to play but will just go
play on his own when I ignore him until about 6:00 am when the alarm
clock goes off. I might try the door thing, but my husband hates
sleeping with the door shut. I think we might need to give that a try.
He is neutered which is one of the confusing things because my
husbands family cats stopped the crazy meowing for nothing once that
was taken care of. I guess to each cat thier own. The crazy thing is
that he had no interest in playing or attention or food (although he
did eat) at 4:00 am...he just wandered around meowing. I think he is
afraid of the basement - it has been closed off to him so far (it took
about three weeks for him to just feel comfortable enough to leave his
room so it doesn't surprise me). I am afraid to get another cat - not
sure I could handle it.

Barry - my husband was pretty close to that this morning. ;O)

Of course! I missed this. He just wants to be with his people!

But I was up and he had no interested in being with me. He doesn't
even let my husband near him so I would be surprised if he was wanting
to play with Mike.

wrote in message
ups.com...
Of course! I missed this. He just wants to be with his people!

But I was up and he had no interested in being with me. He doesn't
even let my husband near him so I would be surprised if he was wanting
to play with Mike.


Well this is a tough one. Siamese are very mouthy, I wonder if he has some
of that in him. I really hope there is a way to work this out, as I can tell
you don't want to return him to the shelter.

writes:

But I was up and he had no interested in being with me. He doesn't
even let my husband near him so I would be surprised if he was wanting
to play with Mike.

The cat is wandering around meowing at all hours, and he also doesn't
want to be anywhere near your husband? Is that all the time?
The poor thing may be scared or unhappy. Why doesn't he want to let
your husband near him?
My cats have all gone through stages of wanting us up before we get up.
They did eventually calm down on their own. If they brought a toy into
the bed, sometimes we'd toss it away out of reflex, but they're cats so
they think we're playing. Ignoring the toy helped. If they put their wet
little noses in our face or meowed in our ears, we'd grab them, snuggle
them with forceful love, or put the covers over them so they could snuggle
under the covers with us. Once they felt comfortable and safe they were
fine. Kitty companions may help, too.

Stacia

Suddenly, without warning, exclaimed (5/23/2005 6:02
PM):
Barry - my husband was pretty close to that this morning. ;O)


As far as the waking you up, Meep did the same as a kitten.

But all I did was, if she woke me up, I picked her up, put her outside
the bedroom, closed the door, and went back to sleep. It was hard, but
I ignored her calling, or if she got bad, I'd run over to the door,
fling it open, and GROWL or HISS at her.

Someone here a long time ago said they kept a vaccum by the bed, and
when the cat would yowl outside the door, they'd turn it on for 10 or 15
seconds. I never needed to do that though.

It took about two weeks to get consistent, but she learned pretty fast,
and after that, she'd patiently wait by the bed until the alarm went off.

Nowadays, as long as she doesn't wake me up, she's allowed on the bed,
and if she's annoying and ignores the first warning - a low growl -
sweeping her off the bed reminds her to mind her manners. This is a
very rare happening.

jmc

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enlightened us with...
Yes he has access to the bedroom - he actually sleeps with us and
normally at around 4:00 am tries to get me up to play but will just go
play on his own when I ignore him until about 6:00 am when the alarm
clock goes off. I might try the door thing, but my husband hates
sleeping with the door shut. I think we might need to give that a try.

Well, the door closed thing is simply an aversive. He meows, something
undesirable happens -- he gets locked out!
You know your cat better than we do. You know what bugs him. Maybe he has a
distaste of the old squirt bottle. Maybe a loud NO would suffice. Anything
that is considered "not nice" as opposed to "nice" -- as long as the two
aren't paired! If he's like one of my cats, the NO itself is a reward because
it is attention! That cat gets time-out instead. Complete removal of
attention, since that was what she wanted. The other two listen to NO just
fine most of the time.

He is neutered which is one of the confusing things because my
husbands family cats stopped the crazy meowing for nothing once that
was taken care of. I guess to each cat thier own.

Jeffrey likes to walk around and yell. Just walks around and gives a few good
meows every night (well, every night I'm up to hear it anyway) at about 10-
11pm. Sometimes I hear him just as I'm drifting off. Sometimes I'm at the
computer still or watching the idiot box or something. I think he's just
telling the girls that it's time to play and doing an "olly olly oxen
FREE!!!". *heh*
I sleep like the dead, so unless I was already up, doesn't bother *me* any. I
sleep through thunderstorms and people mowing the lawn outside my window. A
little meowing doesn't budge me.

I am afraid to get another cat - not
sure I could handle it.

YMMV, but in my experience, two is easier than one. A bit more expenses, such
as the vet costs, but since they entertain each other, I don't feel guilty
for working all day and they aren't nuts for attention when I get home. I'm
not sure which part you don't think you could handle: money or time. It does
cost more (though not that much more, really). However, it takes LESS of your
time, since you don't need to play with the cat ALL the time -- he has a
playmate.
Just something to think about.

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In article . com,
enlightened us with...
Of course! I missed this. He just wants to be with his people!

But I was up and he had no interested in being with me. He doesn't
even let my husband near him so I would be surprised if he was wanting
to play with Mike.

Was he in a multi-cat environment before you got him?


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bigbadbarry wrote:



We are at our wits end - I don't want to give him away, but I
don't know what else to do.

Danielle


Is there a way to conceal the fact that the sun has come up? Covering a
window?

This is very cute what he is doing...haha, get up get up get up get up...the
sun is up people we're burning daylight, headem up movem out! get up get up
get up. Your kitten must have a little rooster in him.

My Sinbad (of well-beloved memory) did this when I dropped him off for a
visit with my parents in Vermont. This was about 25 years ago. Sinbad
had been a stray who lived in the back alleys of Beacon Hill in Boston.
I adopted him after he moved in through my bedroom window (cue the
Beatles song), but when I went for a long trip around New Brunswick, I
needed somewhere safe to leave him, so he went to visit Grandma and
Grandpa in the country. ;-)

He'd never been outside the small section of Beacon Hill before, never
seen fields or hills, never seen as much wildlife as there was on the
little back road in rural VT where my parents lived. During the day,
he'd lurk inside the house, but at night he wanted to be OUT and ABOUT!
I theorized that there was too much open green for him during the day,
but he felt safer at night, more like he was still in the alleys between
buildings. So for the evenings before I actually left for Canada, I'd
let him out (the family cat I'd grown up with had roamed free there for
decades and lived to a ripe old age) at dusk, and then I'd call him in
before I went to sleep.

But (getting back to the point) when the sun came up, Sinbad was in my
room on my windowsill serenading the first rays, talking to the birds,
teasing the chipmunks. A-rooooh! A-roohah! It was enough to drive you
batty. He wasn't lacking for anything, he was just excited, turned on,
glorying in nature. I think my mother said he calmed down some after a
few days, and when we came back, picked him up, and returned to Boston,
he was the same old self he'd been before the trip.

Now, as to your specifics, Danielle, I wonder about a change in his
environment. The sun does come up fairly early this time of year
(assuming you're in the northern hemisphere). What was his old
environment like, where he was before you adopted him? He may get used
to whatever the change is and grow out of it. Or, as someone else
suggested, he may need a sibling to share the early morning time with.

In the meantime, perhaps earplugs and/or a white noise machine? I got
one of the latter when I lived in an apartment next to the freshmen dorm
of Berklee School of Music. My bedroom windows opened on an air shaft
that was surrounded on two sides by dorm windows. Those boys could be
rude, crude, and LOUD! So I can testify that white noise machines can
work wonders.

Priscilla