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Researching cat humping at 4am
Apparently it can be something other than sexual, like a need for affection, particularly if it’s accompanied with kneading.
Frobisher has been acting out a little lately, so today Grace and I were very firm with him. The behavior started today. Maybe he felt a little too beleaguered?
Anyway, vet appointment soon (And hopefully they won’t try and charge me $400 for a scan again), and I’ll read up on cat behavior in the meantime.
Adolescence is a hard time for cats; I can see him growing into behaviors he didn’t have when he was a kitten, and I want to make sure that I do what’s right so that those behaviors are avoided but also so that he’s happy and knows the rules.
He’s licking his paws after a little kneading-humping session on the blanket next to me.
Any insight into any of this would be great. The last cat I raised was neutered very young (Whereas Frobes is about 4 months past minimum legal neutering date), and I was young too so I don’t remember if he had any behavioral problems. Kapila’s whole personality was and is very different from Frobisher’s, so.
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Things I did today & must yet do
You may notice a lack of alignment with my to-do list posted earlier, but c’est la vie. These are things I did do.
- Ate a whole vegan pizza Grace made
- Started a blog post for my personal blog that’s going to end up being a bunch of posts and got frustrated with it and ethics in general
- Spent time getting rid of a goddamn malware infection on the comp (good old ‘Security Shield’ bullshit)
- Showered
- Finished reading Trauma Farm
- Cleaned my room a considerable amount, though not perfectly
- Wrote 1,000 words on my Legit Steampunk Novel, words which I don’t feel I’ll delete
Things I must still do:
- W&M post
- French homework
- Read & Review a gay fic
- Write more gay fic
- Laundry
- Groceries
- Job applications
Ginger-Roasted Carrots with Mellow Miso Dressing
Somebody move into my bedroom in Montreal for a couple of months while I frolic across North America.
hfml:
I promise you a double room with a shit ton of gay porn/art books, a comfy couch and bed, pictures of me as a child, and a big closet all for $250 a month (plus utilities around $50).
I’m fucking desperately serious because I need the money to survive. Kthxbai!
Montreal friends!
I would take it for the gay porn but I already have rent to pay and a place to stay!
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Bow chikka.
So, Frobisher has this pillow on a wicker chair he’s usually fond of sleeping on.
All today he’s been a little shit; jumping where he knows he isn’t supposed to, meowing, demanding attention and then biting when you give it to him. It’s reminded me that we need to get him neutered soon.
Just now, I witnessed him hop up onto his pillow and begin kneading. This is normal. I go over there to give him a kiss, and he makes a really weird meow and bites at me. So I sit back, confused at what the fuck his problem is, then I realize…
He’s not just kneading the pillow, he’s got his little back legs spread and is slowly humping the fucking pillow.
I went back to the couch and sat down. Frobisher continued to romance the pillow, all while staring directly at me and kneading.
Grace got weirded out so I stopped his masturbation session by distracting him with the lazer pointer.
So yeah.
Neuter time.