OMG TM, Mr T is exactly the same! When he sleeps or elaxes, one paw must be up highter than the other. He normally hooks his claws into the sofa arm or a handy leg to achieve this goal, but it's so funny to watch.
My guys do so many strange things I don't know where to start! Tango, mr nice but dim, will regularly run into door frames, walls, furnature... You name it. He's learned that he can't be on the sofa any more when we're eating, but this is literally because he doesn't look before he jumps, so we have on more than one occasion, ssat down to eat a meal that it's taken us ages to make only to find we have a plateful of cat! He also roars to tell me when he thinks he would like to go to the toilet, when he's in the toilet and when he's been to the toilet (not pain related). He humps Zippy when she's in call even though he showed little to no interest as an entire, and still to this day hasn't worked out how to actually get the goods where the good spot is if you follow my drift! Still, he enjoys himself trying! He gets lost in the middle of an empty hallway and howls and yells until we either call him (mostly this doesn't work), or find him and carry him to safety. I have experience of this one as one cat or another I've owned has always always done this without fail... Maybe it's a Persian thing for the particularly dim ones!
Zippy's a chatterbox. She comes and tells tales on Tango if he's done something naughty. She likes to organise the household, so will inform me if something's not to her liking. She regularly tells ff the OH for having a shower (this is very funny as she will literally sit outside the door and wait for him, then harrang him the whole time he's drying off afterwards). This changes to sweet little chirps of encouragement when the towel disappears and she can see he's getting dressed, then outright huffing when he actually leaves for work. She loves springs and will carry them like a dog. Loves men more than anything in the world. Will howl in the middle of the night for no reason as though she wants comfort, come running to find us when I call her, then refuses to even acknowledge that I'm alive and breathing.
Both have always been wall/roof/floor scratchers in the tray department, but rather than being a territorial thing, this has been taught to them by the other, senior cats in my household when they were young and impressionable. It's all changed since they moved to the Litter Robots though. Now they will have a little dig and not bother, as they know it will be whisked away in a few minutes anyway. Zippy will come tell me if someone's dropped a cling on though, and will do her utmost to tidy it away by covering it with the carpet. They both scratch around their food bowls whether it's something they love or hate... Strange animals, cats!
