Help. I've joined this forum in the desperate hope that someone can help. Hector is a beautiful lilac spotted oriental tabby. He has several problems:
The first one is that he has a panic instinct and rushes to hide if he thinks we are trying to get him to go somewhere. (For example when I have to put him in the kitchen before we go out so that I can put the house alarm on.) Even when he goes in or out he scurries like a terrified creature. He has always been like this from when we first got him. If everyone is sitting down he is very relaxed and will roll around on the carpet in front of us and even total strangers. He loves to play with toys and is very good at retrieving. He is particularly terrified of my husband and son, both of whom are tall and noisy but I can scare him to death too. If I walk into a room he tends to look for somewhere to hide. This problem is only irritating but it is not very nice to have a cat behave as if we were animal torturers. (My family always had cats and Hector is the 3rd cat we have owned and the only one with this problem) He is 7 years old and our patience is running out.
His second problem is being noisy. I love orientals and have lived at different times with 3 adored Siamese and a Havana. I loved talking to them and having them shout back. Hector has been very vocal since we got him. As a kitten he talked in the litter box, he talked when he was eating (with his mouth full). It was quite sweet when he had a little voice - we used to call him "modem" at one time if you can imagine that sound! Now it is lound and endless and has a winge to it. When my husband is at home alone with him he keeps quiet. As soon as I walk through the door he starts talking to me. I know he loves me and I should be flattered but it's driving me mad! He sits on my knee and meows. He's doing it, now sitting on my shoulders, as he does when I'm on the phone. Deafening for people on the other end! In the evenings he shouts for his food from 4.00 pm onwards. I always feed him at 5.00 pm but he likes to start nagging early. First thing in the morning he shouts all the way through the house out into the garden, while he digs a hole, while he pees, while he covers it up and back into the house. If I try to get him to hurry up because I'm worried about the neighbours complaining he goes into panic mode and hides under a bush and continues shouting. I've tried spraying water at him. That shuts him up for a bit but doesn't help the panic thing. Trying to find a quiet moment to reward him is hard as if I look at him he speaks.
The last thing is chewing. I had a long woollen coat in the hall cupboard. It now has a very unusual pattern along the bottom where he has been chewing it every time the cupboard has been left open. He has other things to chew but loves woollen things especially socks, hats, gloves,scarves and jumpers.
He did go through a period of peeing on my husband's part of the bed but that has stopped. When we first got him our beloved Pushkin (Havana) was still alive. We got him because Pushkin wouldn't sleep on his own when his sister died. Hector and Pushkin slept together but didn't take much notice of each other after the first few months. Hector didn't seem to miss Pushkin. I think he thinks he can have me all to himself now and demands my attention. I really do love cats and spend a lot of time playing with Hector in the evenings and he sits on my knee or shoulders every time I sit down and comes to me when I have breakfast in bed. I think we can live with and find a way round most of the problems but the noise is horrid.
I'm sorry this is such a long whinge from me. You can see where he gets it.
The first one is that he has a panic instinct and rushes to hide if he thinks we are trying to get him to go somewhere. (For example when I have to put him in the kitchen before we go out so that I can put the house alarm on.) Even when he goes in or out he scurries like a terrified creature. He has always been like this from when we first got him. If everyone is sitting down he is very relaxed and will roll around on the carpet in front of us and even total strangers. He loves to play with toys and is very good at retrieving. He is particularly terrified of my husband and son, both of whom are tall and noisy but I can scare him to death too. If I walk into a room he tends to look for somewhere to hide. This problem is only irritating but it is not very nice to have a cat behave as if we were animal torturers. (My family always had cats and Hector is the 3rd cat we have owned and the only one with this problem) He is 7 years old and our patience is running out.
His second problem is being noisy. I love orientals and have lived at different times with 3 adored Siamese and a Havana. I loved talking to them and having them shout back. Hector has been very vocal since we got him. As a kitten he talked in the litter box, he talked when he was eating (with his mouth full). It was quite sweet when he had a little voice - we used to call him "modem" at one time if you can imagine that sound! Now it is lound and endless and has a winge to it. When my husband is at home alone with him he keeps quiet. As soon as I walk through the door he starts talking to me. I know he loves me and I should be flattered but it's driving me mad! He sits on my knee and meows. He's doing it, now sitting on my shoulders, as he does when I'm on the phone. Deafening for people on the other end! In the evenings he shouts for his food from 4.00 pm onwards. I always feed him at 5.00 pm but he likes to start nagging early. First thing in the morning he shouts all the way through the house out into the garden, while he digs a hole, while he pees, while he covers it up and back into the house. If I try to get him to hurry up because I'm worried about the neighbours complaining he goes into panic mode and hides under a bush and continues shouting. I've tried spraying water at him. That shuts him up for a bit but doesn't help the panic thing. Trying to find a quiet moment to reward him is hard as if I look at him he speaks.
The last thing is chewing. I had a long woollen coat in the hall cupboard. It now has a very unusual pattern along the bottom where he has been chewing it every time the cupboard has been left open. He has other things to chew but loves woollen things especially socks, hats, gloves,scarves and jumpers.
He did go through a period of peeing on my husband's part of the bed but that has stopped. When we first got him our beloved Pushkin (Havana) was still alive. We got him because Pushkin wouldn't sleep on his own when his sister died. Hector and Pushkin slept together but didn't take much notice of each other after the first few months. Hector didn't seem to miss Pushkin. I think he thinks he can have me all to himself now and demands my attention. I really do love cats and spend a lot of time playing with Hector in the evenings and he sits on my knee or shoulders every time I sit down and comes to me when I have breakfast in bed. I think we can live with and find a way round most of the problems but the noise is horrid.
I'm sorry this is such a long whinge from me. You can see where he gets it.