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The Biting Continues


When Chris was a kitten, we had a big problem trying to sleep because when he wasn’t biting our ears or noses he was attacking our feet under the covers. I was hoping very much that this was the kitten in him and he would stop when he matured. He is now four years old and we are still waiting for him to mature.

He did eventually stop biting our feet at night but he still is a nose biter. He especially like to bite my nose for some reason. These last few months I have noticed his biting has been getting worse, not better. He has taken to biting my arms and legs like he is a kitten again. He does not always act that way but he gets into these frisky moods where he feels like he has to bite me.

I caught him in one of thee moods a few months ago and recorded it and then forgot it was on my camera until I noticed it the other day.

Does anyone else have a cat that does this? I’m just curious how common this behavior is.

Does Smart Cat Equal Bad Cat?


I recently got a nice review for the Bad Cat Chris book on Amazon by someone named Mia (If you are reading this Mia, thanks for the review and the insight). She said she had a cat like Chris and suggested that smart cats misbehave more because they need more mental stimulation.

Bad Cat Chris on Curio CabinetI have not heard this before and I don’t know if it is true but it makes sense. Chris is probably the smartest cat I have ever had and has a knack for figuring things out that most cats won’t even attempt. I can’t tell you how many doors he has figured out how to open or how many things he has managed to get on top of where other cats would not even think to go.

I used to let him outside on “supervised” visits and he learned that going under cars meant I couldn’t catch him so he could stay out longer. Puck and Tigger also had short outings but never made the connection.

Bad Cat Chris under car

Perhaps there is something to that theory. maybe I need to stimulate him by giving him math problems, or perhaps a Rubik’s Cube. No, that won’t work. He would need opposable thumbs for that.

What do you think? Is the smartest cat you have ever had also the baddest?

Chris is Cat of the Month


I was surprised and gratified to learn that Chris was chosen Cat of the Month on the Cats & Co. blog. If you haven’t read Dianda’s blog, I encourage you to check it out. There you will not only be entertained, but also find great information about cats.

Bad Cat Chris was also recently honored with The Super Sweet Blogging Award from Coleen at Meows and Purrs. She has another great blog worth checking out.

I have found the whole blogging community is full of great people who not only provide great entertainment and information, but are willing to help other bloggers, as well as readers, with encouragement and advice.

Until next time, thanks for reading.

The Bitter Taste of Freedom


I had the day off from work today because it has been very slow. Since I was planning on riding my bike to work I decided instead to take the bike out for a fun ride this morning.

I keep my bikes on the patio and we normally keep the patio door locked so nobody can let the cats out but I left it unlocked this time. There is no way to lock it or unlock it from the outside and I wanted to be able to put my bike back without having to walk around to the front door.

I was gone for about an hour and a half. When I returned, it was almost 11:00 and it was already pretty hot. As I walked the bike around to the back, I heard Chris crying on the patio. At least I thought he was on the patio but when I looked closer, I noticed I was looking at him through two screens.

The far side of our patio was built with a small space for the air conditioner. Chris was outside in that space, probably trying to figure out how to get back in. He was crying and panting and for one second, I thought about taking his picture, but it seemed cruel to make him wait. I walked around to where he was and when I got there he cried some more and indicated he wanted me to pick him up. So up he went onto my shoulders and we walked into the house together.

Our Patio

This picture my help visualize where Chris was when I found him.

I was concerned Puck got out too. I didn’t see him on the patio or anywhere nearby. I also didn’t see him when I walked into the house. After a quick search, I found him in the back bedroom looking out the window.

I don’t know how Chris got out. He is a master at opening doors, perhaps he figured the screen door out. It is also possible that it did not latch when I closed it or someone opened it after I left. I don’t know. I just hope this experience makes him less likely to want to go off on his own again. I know I will be locking that door before my next ride.

Cat and Mouse


I meant to post this two or three weeks ago but I forgot about it until I noticed the pictures on the camera.

Bad Cat Chris and Puck looking out window

Chris and Puck were going crazy at the front window and I walked over to see what they were so interested in. There was a mouse on our sidewalk. It looked like he was eating a bug and he was totally oblivious to the turmoil he was causing just four feet away. I believe it was the first mouse I have ever seen in the wild, if you can call our sidewalk “The Wild.”

Bad Cat Chris and Puck  looking out window at mouse.Mouse outside our windowAfter I took pictures of the little guy, he picked up his bug and moved under the bush, even closer to the cats, still oblivious to their presence. This was like eating a steak in front of a starving man. I actually felt bad for them and almost wanted to open the door but we have had to deal with lizards and snakes brought into the house, the mouse can just stay outside, thank you very much.

I Shoulder a Great Burden


Bad Cat Chris on my shoulders

Chris is making it hard for me to brush my teeth.

Lately, it seems like everywhere I go, there is a cat wanting to get on my shoulders. If I go into the kitchen or bathroom, Chris is right there on the counter next to me. Sometimes he just jumps up and sometimes he stands on his hind legs with his paws on my shoulders and cries for me to help him up. I then have to crouch down, put my arm around his legs and stand back up again.

For some reason, he especially likes to be up there while I am brushing my teeth. That is not good for him because as soon as I am done and have to rinse, he is S.O.L.

He also has developed a certain pattern where he will climb on my shoulders from my right and then have to turn around because he likes to lie with his head on my right. At first I thought he had OCD but then I realized that my wife and I sleep on the same side of the bed every night so I guess it’s common.

Chris has climbed on my shoulders since the day we met but lately it seems more like he has a special need to do it. I suppose it is only temporary though. Next month, I am sure, he will have a new, weird thing that he will be doing.

If anyone has a cat that does this, please leave a comment. I’d love to hear about it.

Related posts:

Needy Cat Chris

Chris’s Springboard

Bad Cat Chris is #1


Bad Cat Chris on Kindle is now free through Tuesday, July 23. There has been such a great response to this promotion that it is already number one in its category in the Free Kindle Store. Thank you to everyone who has downloaded the book and please help me by leaving a review.

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Who Needs Room?


Bad Cat Chris on bathroom counter.Not long after we adopted Puck I mentioned in a post that he had taken over Chris’s routine of hanging out with Rose in the bathroom while she got ready for work. In a recent post, I said that Chris regained that position after we moved into our new place.

Now, every morning, Chris is on the counter while Rose is putting he make-up on. Our last bathroom had plenty of counter space but this one does not, and Rose is constantly trying to get Chris to lie on the other side of the sink where there is more room. That, of course, is a fruitless effort so every morning I hear the call, “Chuck, come get your cat!”

I try, but there is no way I can reach him where he is so Rose pushes him down which only causes more disruption when he jumps back up and tries to get back into his spot. Eventually Rose gives into the fact that she has an unwanted guest that won’t leave.

I think it is both cute and funny, but don’t tell Rose I said that.

Bad Cat Chris on bathroom counter.