So how often do your cats catch "Da Crazies"?

[Godhumor]

One of my cats just had a major freak out while I was cleaning--she zipped across the room, ran up the side of her tower (Cocoa basically runs vertically embedding her claws in the rope sides of the tower), flung herself off the tower and into a papa-san chair about 6 feet away, jumped off that, jumped over the back of my cool Ikea chair, ran down the cushion, threw herself at the broom I was using, attacked the bristles, ran away, and finally jumped onto an Ikea ottoman where she started gnawing on the corner.

At least this crazy attack happened in the evening instead of at 2:30 am in the night (my other cat Mocha went bonkers at that point yesterday.). I swear cats have a little timer in their brain that causes them to short circuit every few hours...

[bicentennial_baby]

1. At least 2-3 times a day...

We've begun locking the lil man out of the bedroom at night, b/c his new habit, in the midst of the crazies, is to continually play with the bedroom doorstop, which is a tightly wound spring, and which makes a *very* loud noise when sprung. I hope he gets over it soon...

:hi:

[Shakespeare]

10. BROING BROING BROING

:rofl:

One of mine does that with the bathroom door stop, but only occasionally does it interest him, and so far (thank god) not in the middle of the night.

[bicentennial_baby]

11. OMG!!

:rofl: That's exactly it!!

:loveya:

[Brigid]

2. Mine do the same thing.

2-3 times a day, they start squabbling, and my older one starts growling. The younger one just looks at her like, "What's your problem?" :rofl:

[BarenakedLady]

3. All the time

Maya is still a kitten though (3 1/2 months).

[stuntcat]

4. every couple days

they go storming around in circles for a few minutes and tearing up the carpet, then they lay down breathing hard! They don't do it all at once, but one at a time. My fat boy Tonka's belly swings back and forth when he runs, especially since he's gotten older, I'm glad when he gets the exercise.

They all go for a little run after they leave the litter box, they're trying to get away from it in case they're being hunted or something :shrug:

[TZ]

5. Several times a day

One will just be sitting there and the other one walks in and all of sudden "poof" goes the tail and off the bed she goes..round and round...I have never been able to see what sets them off...why sometimes with no apparant provocation (that I can see) they feel the need to chase each other around usually ending jumping up on the bed on or near me (yes this happens when I try to go to sleep)

[Godhumor]

7. Yeah, Mocha likes the "Hey are you sleeping?" crazies

I've had her run across me, starting at the feet and going straight up my body until she hits my neck at which point she jumps for a window next to the bed. It's a hell of a way to wake up. (The oddest was dreaming that I was walking across a beach littered with sharp shells while barefoot. Gradually, I became aware that Cocoa was under the covers and attacking my feet. That one still amazes me.)

[TZ]

8. Foot fetish!

One of my girls wakes me every morning by clawing at my feet. When she was younger she used crawl up under the covers and bite and scratch my feet..maybe they twitch?:crazy:

[Jamastiene]

6. Yogi is laying on the floor right now, kicking himself in the head

with, first, one of his back feet then the other. If anything, my cats are crazy ALL THE TIME. :rofl:

[Shakespeare]

9. This morning, 3:30 a.m.

This is the irritated email I sent my sister this morning:

"Want a free cat?

Let me preface this by saying that I really love Brutus, and he's the sweetest cat I've ever known, but there are times when I just want to open the front door and toss him out. Like, for instance, this morning at 3:30 a.m. when he freaked out and did the following over the course of half an hour: ran back and forth through the living room as fast as he could, making loud skidding sounds on the carpet (and occasionally slamming full-body into the kitchen cabinets when he didn't stop in time); started climbing on stuff and knocking things over; walking around aimlessly and wailing like Omega Kitty**; and jumping on and off and on and off and on and off the bed. The only thing he didn't do was harf up a hairball, but he's probably saving that so I'll have a present when I get home.

He's lucky to be alive right now."

**he gets lost sometimes, and thinks he's the last critter on the planet; mournful, heartbroken wails follow until you call his name and assure him he's not alone.

[Godhumor]

17. Great Email

I like the Omega Kitty term. One of my cats doesn't talk at all--she can, as she reminds us when we have to get her crated up for the car, but shoe chooses not to speak. The other one "chats." She has a whole range of different sounds, and she puts them together like speaking a sentence. I have definitely grown to recognize the "play with me, now!" one, though.

[SoxFan]

12. Generally when I'm trying to sleep

PipCat has developed a new habit of bouncing around the bed, purring up a storm, at various times between 3 and 5 am. Evidently her circadian rhythms aren't quite in synch with mine!

Then there's the Midnight Pippy versus Brianna Wrestlemania Smackdown...

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

13. My feline overlords have a regular pattern.

I go to bed. Within a few minutes one of them, usually Jeoffry, hops up on the bed, demands that I pet him, then curls up next to me.

Pretty soon the other one, Milo, appears. He says "Mrrrp?", jumps up on the bed, and gets his share of petting. Then he notices Jeoffry. He starts licking Jeoffry's ears, and Jeoffry licks back. By this time both of them are draped across me.

The enthusiastic mutual licking continues until one cat or the other starts nipping. Then the wrestling match ensues, complete with squeaks and growls. Eventually one of them leaps off the bed, yelling "SQUEEEEEE!" The other leaps after him; and they run down the stairs, giggling and squealing, then back up the stairs, then up on the bed and across my torso, then back downstairs again.

This can go on for quite awhile, until they wear themselves out. And me.

[Alexander]

14. Much more often when they're young...

Savor every moment of kitty craziness, because when they get old they'll be sleeping a lot more and almost nothing will get them as excited.

Except maybe catnip.

[MorningGlow]

15. Oh quite frequently

And not always at the same time. Just this afternoon Clover, the part-Persian pisspot, started running windsprints the length of the house (one long hall connects the living room, dining room, and kitchen). I have no idea what got into her. Somebody (black) horked up a hairball last night, and if it was her (we have two black cats and one orange-and-white), it might have been because she was feeling better.

Other than that, there's the usual pouncing (pronounced, in our house, "pooncing" for no apparent reason)--Clover on Jasmine (the other black one--part-Siamese airhead), Jasmine on Clover, Clover on Jasmine--the cycle never really ends.

And Dilbert, the orange-and-white curmudgeon, just looks on all surly-like. He's never forgiven us for bringing home more cats; he's always believed he should have sufficed. Sometimes I agree with him, I must admit...


Dilbert says "humph"

[yellowdogintexas]

16. cats not so much any more, but the dog does! Every night

he is so funny to watch, too.