A bit of background: Ever since I moved back in with my parents, my calico cat Nora has been losing weight. Her behavior has been the same, so I've chalked it up to anxiety and being the low cat on the totem pole. My black and white cat Julie has to get arthritis medication, so I give them both a quarter can of Fancy Feast at night because it's much easier to medicate her that way. She was also in the habit of finishing off anything Nora didn't eat. Recently, I've started feeding Nora on the windowsill (I have high privacy windows in my room) because it's difficult for Julie to get up there. This has made Nora much more comfortable, and she's eating more. Nora goes from the floor to the dresser to the windowsill.
Tonight I'm sitting on my bed, and Julie jumps up next to me. She starts to casually step on my nightstand; if she goes from there to the dresser, it's easier to get to the windowsill, but there's a bunch of stuff she'll knock down.
So I said "Where are you going?"
Julie: "...Meow."
Me: "No. You've had yours."
Julie: "Meow?"
Me: "No, no. Have a seat."
So she turned around and lay down on the bed.
She thinks she's alpha over me, but she's not.
Tonight I'm sitting on my bed, and Julie jumps up next to me. She starts to casually step on my nightstand; if she goes from there to the dresser, it's easier to get to the windowsill, but there's a bunch of stuff she'll knock down.
So I said "Where are you going?"
Julie: "...Meow."
Me: "No. You've had yours."
Julie: "Meow?"
Me: "No, no. Have a seat."
So she turned around and lay down on the bed.
She thinks she's alpha over me, but she's not.
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