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CynthiaWVirginia -> RE: I just MAJORLY pissed off my hunter cat!!!! (4/3/2013 2:15:11 PM)
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My cats used to do the same thing, only I don't have a cat door, I let the boys in and out of the house as I have a large yard and something of a garden and orchard for them to have territory in.
I put a small book case near the door and put my shoes and boots up on it. Made it very hard for my boys to drop dead mice into. [;)]
Cat psychology... Your cat loves you a lot and thinks you can't hunt. Any non-meat is not "food", lol, so that morning breakfast of cold cereal...they're not buying it. I used to eat cereal or a bagel or grab a slice of cold leftover pizza and run off to work, eating a cheap lunch somewhere away from home, and often grabbing some fast food (my fave for a while was Chinese, mostly noodles or rice) and then coming home to a snack, like cookies. My cats were like...YOU'RE NOT EATING! Here's a mouse, dummy, you're supposed to eat it!
It stopped when I became the provider in a way they could understand. Not just canned catfood or cat kibble...I cooked meat and shared my meat with them. They don't feel the need to feed me or train me to hunt anymore.
It changed when I brought two kittens into my house. I allow the alpha girl to go outside, and one of my boys, Cyrano, decided she needed to learn to hunt and eat "real food" so he started bringing in dead moles, a dead snake, mice, birds, and don't ask me why...huge SLUGS. (Blech) After she showed some interest, which took a while, she started playing floor hockey with the little carcass...so he escalated her lessons and started bringing home crippled and dying critters. One time he had a dead bird between his teeth and she walked right up to him and ripped it out of his teeth and then took off running; the bird was nowhere to be seen after that, lol. Then came the "live and running" lessons.
He stopped teaching her how to hunt when she started bringing home dead critters herself. When she brought home a live baby mole and started toying with it, he lost patience and took it away from her and swallowed it, LOL, a "Stop playing with your food!" lesson.
It's been two years now. My other girl cat is an omega, can't say boo to her own shadow and stays upstairs. She never goes outside so I hope Cyrano won't decide to teach her how to hunt this year. [:'(]
Since I've been eating bean burritos and very little meat this past week, we need to cook chicken, a pork roast, or some other meat...and share it...so that my alpha cats don't try to step into the role of loving provider again...
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