AT my wit's end
I can't stand this damn cat. I love him to death, but he is LITERALLY driving me insane.
All he does, all day is cry. HOWL, even. If he's not sleeping or eating, he's howling, and I can't take it. He wants to sit in my lap, but he can't... I have NO lap to sit in! All he does is perch on my leg, making me extremely uncomfortable, trying to find a place to sit. He's sitting on the back porch, howling even now. I'd throw him outside if I dared, but I can't do that, either. That's one thing he wants. I've tried swatting him. Yelling at him. I've tried cuddling him. Everything. I've locked him in the bathroom with the damn litterboxes. He just sleeps until I let him out, then starts howling again. In the mean time, the other cats can't get to the litterbox. If I sit with him, and then move him to get up, he skulks right back, and howls until I can't take it anymore.
I just want him to shut up. The little bastard has been literally howling ALL DAY. If I turn around and look at him, he howls. He wanted in the window, so I bit the bullet, put on a coat, and opened the damn window. He sits in it and HOWLS.
What can I do? I hate being so angry, but it's driving me absolutely insane, and I can't having him doing this shit once the baby comes. My only alternative is to lock him up on the back porch 24/7, where the cold will hurt his arthritis.
I'm literally almost in tears. I just want my old cat back. The one who slept and ate all the time, and then came over for some lap time. Hell, I liked it better when he was so sick he couldn't meow.
All he does, all day is cry. HOWL, even. If he's not sleeping or eating, he's howling, and I can't take it. He wants to sit in my lap, but he can't... I have NO lap to sit in! All he does is perch on my leg, making me extremely uncomfortable, trying to find a place to sit. He's sitting on the back porch, howling even now. I'd throw him outside if I dared, but I can't do that, either. That's one thing he wants. I've tried swatting him. Yelling at him. I've tried cuddling him. Everything. I've locked him in the bathroom with the damn litterboxes. He just sleeps until I let him out, then starts howling again. In the mean time, the other cats can't get to the litterbox. If I sit with him, and then move him to get up, he skulks right back, and howls until I can't take it anymore.
I just want him to shut up. The little bastard has been literally howling ALL DAY. If I turn around and look at him, he howls. He wanted in the window, so I bit the bullet, put on a coat, and opened the damn window. He sits in it and HOWLS.
What can I do? I hate being so angry, but it's driving me absolutely insane, and I can't having him doing this shit once the baby comes. My only alternative is to lock him up on the back porch 24/7, where the cold will hurt his arthritis.
I'm literally almost in tears. I just want my old cat back. The one who slept and ate all the time, and then came over for some lap time. Hell, I liked it better when he was so sick he couldn't meow.