Yes, my Terrorist "Baby Boy" has actually SURVIVED to reach 1 year old! (That's why miracles are real, because Mom hasn't killed him Yet!)
He is without a doubt, the naughtiest kitty I have ever had! I don't think a day has gone by that he hasn't done *something* he shouldn't.
Anywhere from interfering with me trying to clean the fish aquariums, to jumping onto my breakfast Bagel with cream cheese and getting the cream cheese all over the carpet, running away!
To shredding three or possibly four shower curtains(can't remember for sure), falling into the bathtub, and hiding his toys under my covers. Sometimes it's pokie, hard things like Matchbox cars (yes, he has some he stole from my Grandson because they make so much noise when he plays wth them in the empty bathub), to half a dozen mouse toys (soft but not really that comfortable)!
Navigating toys strewn like a hurricane blew through house, and having at least one scratch, puncture or bite nearly everyday, is now *old news* and not even a surprize anymore!
I have both a pink spray bottle and a pink flyswatter and I'm pretty sure he hates that color by now for as much use as they get in punishing "Bad Baby"!
He will go out of his way to snub me if I hurt his feelings, but will sit in the window the whole time I'm gone somewhere, waiting for me to get back. Then meow and purr and roll all over my feet like he thought I was NEVER COMING HOME!
I tell my daughter I think he has *emotional issues* because he still nuzzles and suckles on my fingers while he's falling asleep.
He digs his dry food out of his dish and throws it all over the place, while trying to pick it up with his paw to bring to his mouth (like when humans eat)! Funny to watch, but he gets very frustrated that it doesn't seem to work well.
He knows his Treats are kept in my deskdrawer, so everytime I open it to get something, he jumps up into the drawer and tries to get them. He also knows his canned food is kept in the refrigerator, so if I get anything out of it that isn't HIS can, he sits in the open space so I can't close the door!
Luckily, for both of us, he never tries to jump off the balcony! I think the time he fell off scared him enough that jumping off doesn't have a lot of allure for him.
Gosh he's huge! He has grown so much, he's bigger than my lap and weighs 14 pounds. Since they grow and fill out for close to two years, he looks to be one BIG kitty. My son in law teases me that if Heishe gets as big as a Lynx,they'll take him back! LOL
This is dedicated to my sister Melissa who would have been 63 years old today, July 19th. She loved cats. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥