Submitted by megan on Wed, 01/28/2009 - 22:35
Does anyone want a cat?
I swear to god, most of the time she's great. But since I fed her by accident at 3:30 am after Shelley's party, she's been making me crazy. Off my nut effing crazy.
For two nights after that fateful night, she started demanding food at 4:30. Sitting at the bottom of the stairs, calling loudly up to any creature with opposable thumbs who might save her from her empty bowl plight.
Last night, however, she started the yowling an hour earlier. That is in the ante meridiem, my friends. Though it was black as pitch outside; well, beyond the streetlight that makes my room glow like a sitcom bedroom after the lights go out.
She didn't yowl the entire time, not a constant mrooowlwrwowlrllwrowwel or anything. But often enough that I didn't get more than a few minutes sleep until 7, when I finally relented and stomped downstairs.
Worse yet, mostly it's a normal yowl, but occasionally it's this otherworldly garble, deep in her throat, some kitten demon demanding payment. It is uncanny.
I don't know what to do. Her schedule, which was working pretty well, was a feed at 7 or 8 am, a feed around 5:30 pm, and another feed, a bigger one, as late as I could push it. At least 11 pm, preferably closer to midnight.
Besides that one night, her schedule hasn't changed. I don't want it to change, because I'll be damned if I'm going to feed her at 4 every morning. I've tried calling her up to my bedroom, and that sometimes works, at least for a few minutes of purring. I've tried going downstairs and getting her and shutting her in my room, which worked the first night, but since then has only led to her pawing the bottom of the door and meowing in my room instead of at the foot of the stairs.
Tonight, I'm trying earplugs. I've warned M-C that there'll be no relief. I'm hoping that a lack of response on my part will send Freya back to whatever soft thing she was curled up on before she decided it was breakfast.
Shelley's theory is that as pets get older, they get crankier/stinkier/messier so that we miss them less when they're gone. Seems as good a theory as any to me, because if the earplugs don't work, I may have to throw the cat out with the kitty litter.
Unless you have any other suggestions for me and my demonic cat?