My childhood cat was actually an orange with the brain cell. He only knocked over things when he wanted attention or to be let out. He’d wake my grandma up by knocking a glass off of her night stand when he wanted out. If he wanted in, he’d come to my room. There was a door that went to the backyard, so he’d start by pawing at the door first. If I didn’t respond he knew to come to the window by my bed and I’d let him in. I miss him.
I would have been too. She deserved better. My cat was having urinary issues towards the end and wouldn’t let us take him to the vet until it was too late. Part of me still blames myself, like if I had gotten him treatment sooner he would’ve lived longer.
My cat only does it when things are dangerously close to the edge and they're small enough to be pushed over.
I can trigger that instinct by taking a bottle cap and just putting it near an edge and 9 times out of 10 he's gonna push it over lmfao
My cat isn't orange but he'll go through several stages each morning in order to make me rise. Starts with purring and poking in the face or any body part that isn't under the cover. Once I'm curled under the duvet he'll scratch the wooden head board before climbing on it and diving onto me as I lay laughing. He'll then start knocking stuff off of the bedside counter and depending on the time I either feed him or shut him out
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