I'm old and behind the times... what do kids call it these days?
I think my cat has an addictive personality. I mean. Anyone who's met him knows he's strange. but even so, beyond the strawberry eating, and the penchant for watermellon... and his need, deep abiding need for asparagus and the occassional lettuce leaf. I think I've found a new quirk that knocks him from the realm of 'goat like absurdity' straight to feline druggie wannabe.
I'm slowly gaining the opinion that Aramis likes getting high off Tub-and-Tile spray-bottle fumes.
I buy the disinfectant kind, with the bleach, because, well sometimes the grout-gunk just needs a bit o'extra'killin' if you know what I mean. And the bleach also helps clean up after the inevitable Maki 'accidents' when she decides she's too good for her box on any given day. But regardless there's been a growing trend lately.
I squirt the spray on the floor... mop it up... and then there is a large furball sprawled curiously nearby mere moments later. A furball that gets progressively... happier... the longer he's allowed to hang out near what _ought_ to be a pretty obnoxious bleach odor as the last residue evaporates. I know _I_ certainly wouldn't volunteer to nap down there when there are perfectly good couches nearby. So I nudge him with a foot in the universal signal of 'f-off, you're where a cat shouldn't be right now' and he lumbers off... until next time.
When I clean the toilet, he voluntarily nestles down next to it and then rolls around kitten-like on the floor. When I clean the sink, he's all up on the counters doing his CuriousCat(tm) impersonation. It's getting to the point that after I clean the bathroom I close the door to keep him out of it. I don't want him killing any more kitty braincells than he already has with this new-found fixation.
Has any other pet owner ever heard of a cat happily huffing bleach? Or is this yet another example of how my particular feline is undeniably odd? It's not like he tries to lick it, or do any other normal 'no no bad kitty' stuff. He just waits till I'm done, and then stops to smell the proverbial flowers.
Inexplicable.
I'm slowly gaining the opinion that Aramis likes getting high off Tub-and-Tile spray-bottle fumes.
I buy the disinfectant kind, with the bleach, because, well sometimes the grout-gunk just needs a bit o'extra'killin' if you know what I mean. And the bleach also helps clean up after the inevitable Maki 'accidents' when she decides she's too good for her box on any given day. But regardless there's been a growing trend lately.
I squirt the spray on the floor... mop it up... and then there is a large furball sprawled curiously nearby mere moments later. A furball that gets progressively... happier... the longer he's allowed to hang out near what _ought_ to be a pretty obnoxious bleach odor as the last residue evaporates. I know _I_ certainly wouldn't volunteer to nap down there when there are perfectly good couches nearby. So I nudge him with a foot in the universal signal of 'f-off, you're where a cat shouldn't be right now' and he lumbers off... until next time.
When I clean the toilet, he voluntarily nestles down next to it and then rolls around kitten-like on the floor. When I clean the sink, he's all up on the counters doing his CuriousCat(tm) impersonation. It's getting to the point that after I clean the bathroom I close the door to keep him out of it. I don't want him killing any more kitty braincells than he already has with this new-found fixation.
Has any other pet owner ever heard of a cat happily huffing bleach? Or is this yet another example of how my particular feline is undeniably odd? It's not like he tries to lick it, or do any other normal 'no no bad kitty' stuff. He just waits till I'm done, and then stops to smell the proverbial flowers.
Inexplicable.