But for some reason today, he jumped right up on the counter with me (I eat on the counter because I live with Sam the Dog too and he'd eat all my food if it was on the floor...stoopid dog). I went to smack him because this is my house and my rules and what do you think he did? He put the bitey on my ear. YUP HE DID, YUP HE DID and not just a little nippy bitey. Enough to make me squeak pretty loud. The lady peep didn't even look up from her coffee to take my side in the argument. She said somthing really unhelpful about getting along together and there's plenty of food for everyone and try to be nice to each other. What does she think this is, a democracy. Well it isn't. Nosiree Bob
All day long, Marble was being a big mean bully. He kept lurking behind furniture, then just when I wasn't ready, he'd jump out and startle me or even worse, jump on me and put the bitey on my tail, and my ears and my cheek. I found him snoozing in my special warm spot in the living room and on the peep's bed and he did everything that I usually do just exactly one minute before I wanted to do it. I've been po'd all day. About 4:00 this afternoon, I cracked. I couldn't take it any longer. There needed to be a smackdown.
So when the lady peep got home from work there was fur all over the hardwood floor in the hallway. Looked like a snowstorm in there. White fur...and Marble is white (well he was before he got his hair cut, now he's kind of pinkish white), so you can gues what finally happened. YUP, Marble and me, we had a knock down drag out cat battle that ended pretty much in a draw. Which I count as a win for me, because Marble weighs 18 lbs and I only weigh 14. Does he think he's going to be the boss cat at my house? Well that ain't going to happen my friends.
Oh yeah, another thing I realized, did you notice that in all the pics the lady peep is taking, Marble seems to be getting more camera action than me. See here's another one of him looking all innocent, like a little shorn lamb. He's a brat. Notice the crazy look in his eyes.
and here he is again, getting ready to take another shot at me. I need some advice and quick... What should I do? I gotta take him down before he takes over.
Here we are tonight just ignoring each other, although as you can see, I still look pretty cranky.
PS: The lady peep says this is just sibling rivalry and we'll get over it. I'm not so sure.
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The way I see it Eddy, you have two options open to you.
1. Be a man and assert yourself. Choose the right time to have a quiet talk with Marble explaining calmly that you're the Alpha cat, which means you're the boss there, and you have certain rules which he must follow. If he doesn't like it, he can go complain to your Mom, but it doesn't sound like that'll do him much good. If he doesn't get the message, you may have to resort to violence only as a last resort and smack him a few times!
2. Relinquish control by being a wimp and just let him take over your house.
I know you'll make the right choice.
George.
No! No! No fighting, that's bad! One of you could get very hurt. Spending time in a stinky vet clinic ain't a real fun thing, guys. I know, I went under Dr. Strange Vet's knife not long ago. Stay friends, like Beaks and I do.
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Here's how Harlie and I work it. We really love each other and like to be together, but sometimes you just want that one special spot or that one piece of food all to yourself. We don't go super aggressive... just sort of passive aggressive. What I mean is when he is eating your food... stick your head in there with him and block him until he has to back off. When he's in your spot, get on top of him until he's so uncomfortable he leaves. And if he's playing with your favorite toy. Act like you don't care and pick up another toy. We find this works better than smacks and bites. Hope it helps!
Oh and you definitely need to talk to your Mom Peep about getting more pictures of you up. That truly isn't fair.
Uh-oh yoo got trubble. yoo'll haf to put him in his place. Maybe he is embarrist bowt not haffing much furrs left an is trying to act tuff to make up furr it.
Ohh, Eddy, that is not good. He is obviously trying to steal your food, your sleeping spots, your status in the house and even...gulp...your mum!!!!
Take action now. I agree with Grr, Midnight and Cocoa - change your routines, keep him guessing, smack him when he tries to make nice with your humans! How about blocking him from getting to the water tap, if that's his favourite thing?
You must stand up for yourself, they are YOUR humans! He is clearly getting ideas above his station!
We would love to help, but we have no advice. Shadow (11 lbs) routinely beats the stuffing out of me (21 lbs) and Ko KO (14 lbs) Sorry ~Merlin, and Ko KO
Oh no! I can't believe Marble put the bitey on you. Doesn't he know you were first so you are the boss???
Maybe you can be "passive agressive" like Mattingly says.
OH! You asked me about my girlfurend. Actually, I had my eye on her for a while, and when she "came to" the November party, I asked her to my my special girl kitty and she said yes! First I made sure she didn't have a special boy. There are lotsa purty, sweet and eligible lady kitties out there.
Good Luck!!!
I'm adding you to my links so I can check back and see how it goes with Marble and with the girlfriend search!
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