Rainee
and Kiki have been at odds for a few months now. The last few days
have been the worst, however. The two cannot even be in the same
room anymore without going at each other. At one point Kiki even
chased after me, paws upraised and ears flat. I’ve taken to
keeping her in my room with the door shut. She has plenty of food,
water and of course the litter box. Behind closed doors, she becomes
sweet and docile, very loving and calm.
I contacted the
veterinarian about the problem, and he gave me a photocopied handout
from what appears to be page 466 from a textbook that includes the
heading
Clinical Behavioral Medicine for Small Animals. He said Kiki’s
issues sound “hormonal.” He also suggested that some cats, once they
are very comfortable in their surroundings, tend to become
territorial in the extreme and also like to dominate those around
them, including humans.
Every time the aggressor
sees the housemate, it experiences the same full-blown set of
behaviors as when the initial event occurred.
By the way, Kiki is the
“aggressor” while Rainee is the “housemate” or “victim.”
The "event" would be the
following, which I think started the entire whirlwind. It also
happened after Foofer died.
Rainee and Kiki have a tussle now and then, such as the other
night when a noise startled them both and they went to
fist-cuffs (as much as a dog and a cat can do). To see an
eight-pound cat try to take on a fifty-four pound dog was quite
a sight although Kiki’s demonic caterwauling was enough to scare
the be-Jesus from the calmest of souls. Neither were injured in
the fray, but in her panic Kiki nailed me on the thumb with one
of her sharp claws. I think I have a scar brewing as a result.
(01/31/08).
Another violent scuffle
was documented here.
More from the handout:
Particularly for cats,
redirected aggression is so horrific that the [cat] may require
anti-anxiety medications.
Lovely. My feline
fur-ball is borderline psychotic.
I know one thing for
certain. Kiki would not be pulling these stunts if Foofer was still
around. One annoyed look from him would have put an end to the
matter, without question.