Cat whisperer Jackson Galaxy is kind of an odd dude. He’s big, bald, covered in tattoos, and communes with cats for a living. He also has a show on Animal Planet called My Cat From Hell (thanks for the recommendation, gals!).
Technically, he’s a cat behaviorist/therapist. Frustrated cat owners hire Jackson — who with a name like Jackson Galaxy must have been a Vegas lounge singer in a past life — to help them understand why their kitties act out.
Like a doctor who does house calls, he carries the tools of his trade, things like cat toys, treats, black lights (to detect where cats have been “spraying”, eww!) and motion-sensitive compressed air cans (useful for training kitties about off-limits areas), in a big black case, except that his case was originally designed for guitars, and he treats a variety of kitty conditions, ranging from domesticating feral scaredy cats to teaching cat owners the fundamentals of feline psychology.
After watching a few episodes filled with kitties clawing their owners, shredding the furniture and peeing on beds (eek!), it reinforced my appreciation for
Edward Scissorpaws Tabs. He’s not always the easiest cat to work for (the late night parties, rides to the airport, midnight gravy demands), but he could be a lot worse!
The show got me thinking about pets in general and all their funny quirks.
Do your pets have any strange habits? Tabs has quite a few…
1. Specific “cat” rules concerning use of the bed
Although he doesn’t sleep through the night with us, Tabs does like to hang out in bed while we read, but he can’t just hop casually on/off the bed. He’s very specific about his bed entry and exit.
First, he has to circle the bed counter clockwise to the side furthest from the bedroom door. Then, without fail, he hops to a specific area about 18 inches from the head of the side on which El Hub sleeps, from there walking across El Hub’s chest directly to my left side.
No matter what, he always takes the exact same route.
I’ve tried and tried to lure him up a different way — from my side and the foot of the bed — but he just won’t do it. Sometimes I wonder if he’s a little OCD.
2. Right shoulder specificity
An affectionate boy, Tabs loves to hop into my lap and then lean over my shoulder beside my face while I’m writing or watching TV. Always the right shoulder, absolutely never the left.
It’s the same when I carry him around the house like a big, furry baby. Paws up on the right shoulder, absolutely never the left.
Like the whole bed entry thing, I’ve tried to get him to cuddle on my left shoulder, but like many cats, he can be inflexible when it comes to…well, just about everything. As far as he’s concerned, it’s the right shoulder or nothing.
3. “The Circuit”
Tabs had been an outdoor kitty before we moved to Novato, and I’m sure he’d be one now if he had his way. He spent hours (and in some cases days) exploring our old neighborhood, but this is coyote and raccoon country here, so now he spends most of his time indoors, except for supervised walks on his harness to explore the great outdoors.
He gets rather excited when he knows it’s time for his walk. The second he hears the leash, he performs what we’ve started to call “The Circuit.” It’s a counter-clockwise sprint through the dining room, kitchen, living room and back to the hallway by the front door. Sometimes it’s one circuit; sometimes it’s two, but he has to run at least one circuit every single time.
(Oh, Tabs will also grab his leash in his mouth to let you know when he wants to go for a walk…and he loves to play fetch outside with El Hub, LOL!)
How about your pets? I’m sure they have some unusual habits. Does Fluffy insist on drinking water from a running faucet? Will Patches only play with one type of toy? Tell Tabs and I about your furry friends and the funny things they do.
Who is Tabs the Cat? About three years ago I befriended a stray, flea-bitten tabby cat with a bad case of worms. I could see he’d fallen on hard times, but his profound knowledge of high fashion and department store cosmetics led me to believe that he was more than meets the eye. We became fast friends, and now he’s actually my boss (and a successful kitty model).
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addicts,
Karen and Tabs