the cat breaks crap...

My first cat would have great fun batting things off the tables; pens seemed to be her favorite. For a long time if I couldn't find my pen I knew to look on the floor. We'd sometimes make a game of it. She'd bat the pen off, I'd put it back, she's bat it off, I'd put it back . . .

Your cat may have just learned how much fun it is to watch things shatter to pieces. He's doing you a favor. "Look, now you have more room on the table!"

Or . . . he's just a bad cat. ;-)

Has he by chance been talking to Alley Cat? Because I know AC can be a bad influence. Maybe you can film him and make a new reality show, When good Kitties go Bad. Or, since they have a Barking Mad show for dogs, maybe you could do Breaking Bad for cats.

I have three dogs, so I have no idea what to do about a bad cat. Aren't they sort of untouchable as far as discipline? Don't they do what they want knowing there's nothing you can do about it? Oh, I know. Do you want to borrow one of my dogs?

Cat probably thinks he's helping.

Hey, you've been picking up and sweeping up and moving stuff for days...

My tuxedo was a little angel - he was, really. But he had an evil sense of humour - going for a walk on the roof of my house four stories up. He was fifteen years old at that time and not too steady on his legs. He only came back when I told him that he had smoked haddock for breakfast.

Did you say you had a kitten? Maybe the older cat wants more attention and cuddles. Tuxedos are like that.

I'd never put this activity together with tuxedo cats, but now that you mention it, of all the cat's I've owned my tuxedo cat Bill was the worst about clearing smooth surfaces.

I think Benjamin is bored and wants attention. Get a child's fishing rod with a rubber "sinker" and cast that around for him to chase.

If it is boredom, laser pen lights work wonders, too. That and catching him in the act, scooping him up and tossing him against the wall just enough to stun him but cause no real damage.

Lyx

Think of it as having a toddler. Just remove anything breakable. My Dad's tuxedo is always pushing stuff off the coffee table. I don't think she does it on purpose, she's a big cat (not fat, just big) and she'll stretch, and there goes whatever was on the table. The only thing she hasn't messed with is the large piece of white coral I have in a bowl on the upstairs coffee table. It has sharp spikes. She is also know to get up on the shelves and push things off. Again, not on purpose, they were just in her way. So those things are now pushed back against the wall.

The things we do for our critters.

MM

Your babies are so cute! Their eyes are beautiful!

I think it sounds like your kitty, Benjamin, is either jealous or bored

I still can't get over how pretty their eyes are! I've never seen cats with those color eyes...gorgeous!

My bad cat wants to be fed at 5:30am. When I'm not prompt he barfs where I can hear. Then I make him wait his meal till I clean up. Some mornings I get up, feed him, then get back into bed.
...where my other cat has stolen my warm spot.

Your subject line says "the cat breaks crap" not "the cat breaks priceless heirlooms" or anything like that. Maybe he's telling you it's time to start your spring cleaning.

My tuxedo cat used to sit on my dad's dresser and knock things off. He'd just sit there and, one by one, bat everything onto the floor. So, my dad put some cat toys up there, thinking George would find those intriguing.

Nope. He knocked everything *except* the cat toys off the dresser.

Cats are...weird.

I used to have a cat that would attack the printer. He could be on the other side of the house napping, but as soon as he heard it firing up he'd come running through the office in full hunting mode. It was hysterical to watch but a little frustrating when I needed unshredded versions of my documents.

One of my cats will always knock over a glass of water. Nothing else. Just water. Put it on the floor, wait thirty seconds and he'll knock it over. Then look at the puddle soaking into the carpet.

When we had a leaking ceiling, we had a bucket catching the water. You guessed it - the cat would always knock it over.

We eventually put a crate around the bucket, and the cat still managed to knock it over.

I'm going to use that in a story one day, with a slight alteration in the vein of artistic license.

regdog said:

Tuxedo cats are well...to be honest, they're obnoxious. So says the proud owner of two. ....

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Proud owner of one agrees wholeheartedly. Domino, our li'l darling, likes to stalk her father - Ol' Boy, that is. Likes to trip him at any and every opportunity. He is her favorite prey animal.

Has he been fixed? Are you sure she's only six months old?

My cat is a grey tabby... and I'm quite sure that's a level DOWN from basement cat.

She knocks everything off my desk that will roll. Pens, highlighters, correct-o-tape (it doesn't roll, but it slides easily on the cardtablethatisdesk)

Everything. I've given up stopping her, or picking the stuff up. I just get what I need off the damn floor.

Drives me insane.

My cat, Brat, lives up to her name. She is a Maine Coonskin Cat and her markings on both side is a circle with a slash through it. That's right, the NO emblem.

Brat likes to play tag. You chase her and when she hides under something, you then turn and run and she'll chase you and swat your butt.

My daughter used to be freaked out by this because if she ran for the phone, the cat thought she was playing tag and would chase her and swat her butt.

Brat also has a habit of laying on the keyboard while I am trying to type, if I have not paid her enough attention, fed her, or changed her litter pan.

At night Brat has her own game where she likes to sneak into the room, get up on the dresser and then dive onto the bed and attack me. Sometimes I will start giggling because I know she is in the room but she is waiting for me to close my eyes before she attacks. I play with her for about five minutes, hand moving under the covers, and she is satisfied.

Once, my girl friend was not feeling well and went to lay down. Brat thought she wanted to play. The screaming was priceless...