My husband is convinced that our little baby kitty has autism. We laugh “with” her when she does things that strongly reflect signs of autism.

Today I decided to do some research to see if cats can really be autistic , and I came across this blog entry by a very funny lady: My Cats Are Autistic.

After reading this I am in total agreement with my husband. My baby kitty is autistic!!!!!

• Fails to respond to his or her name - Go ahead. Call your cat. Unless your calling is also accompanied by the sound of a cat food can opening or the shake of a bag of treats, he ain’t listening.
• Poor eye contact - unless you’re a tuna, forget it. And go ahead. Try to have a staring contest with a cat.
• Appears not to hear you at times - how about all the time?
• Appears unaware of other’s feelings - I don’t know about your cats, but when I want to cuddle with mine, they usually just give me the shrug off. Besides, if you’ve been crying in a room, do your cats come running when they hear you? Usually not.
• Develops specific routines and rituals - like clawing a certain scratch post every time he comes in the room. Or has to have some of the milk from the cereal bowl in the evening.
• Moves constantly - a little less than they used to because of their age but they were constantly running all over the house, looking under the table, smelling each other butts, licking their paws….oh look! A mousie!
• Becomes disturbed at the slightest change in routine or rituals - I’m risking a pissed on bathroom carpet if the litterbox isn’t cleaned every Friday. And god forbid I be late to feed them!
• Develops specific routines and rituals - Needs to be fed at 5:30 and at 9:00. Must be brushed before 10. Must be given a treat before leaving the house. Not following any of these routines leaves my house at risk of a rampage.
• Displays a lack of interest in toys - I can buy them a $20 toy at Petsmart, but they’ll never touch it. The box it came in, however…..
• Happier to be alone - uh….it’s a cat.
• Repetitive use of language - Meow. Meow. Meow. Meow. Meow. Meow. Commonly heard at mealtime.

P.S. (And puhlease before you get all bitchy on me in my comments, I need to tell you that I am in NO WAY making fun of autism, or children with autism.)

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Do you know how little kids can be “hams” and just go nuts when you get a camera out? They pose and smile, and turn into little models right in front of us, right? Is it possible that animals learn this behavior also?

My oldest cat, Dizzy, was sleeping on her back today so I grabbed the camera to take a picture of her. The next thing I know, she is rolling around, looking at me, then moving around again, and literally striking rather sexy girlie poses for me.

I only got a few pictures, because the rest were blurry from me laughing and shaking so hard. LOL! I guess she’s just so use to being in front of the camera, that she wants to make sure I get her good angle in the picture. LOL!

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Not really, that would be sad

I’m still feeling crappy, but I love my Roomba. I can lie here and die on the couch, while my carpets are getting cleaned. The cats on the other hand, don’t think it’s that cool. They like to watch it run from a safe distance above the floor.

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Remember the magical cat we adopted that I wrote about before? I thought I should give you a few updates…

He stopped disappearing, so he really isn’t a magical cat, and that pissed me off. I wanted to own a magical cat, that could just disappear at will, but now I realize that he is just a normal, average, very typical cat, that can find little secret hiding places when he doesn’t want me to pet him.

I’m disappointed, for reals. He seemed so much cooler when he could disappear. I started to think of all the marketing angles I could promote a magical cat, and he failed my business plan.

The lack of his magical skills, and his extreme desire to walk on me all.night.long, while I am trying to sleep, makes me want to post a listing on CraigsList….free to good home/please take this bastard cat. He is a beautiful cat and his fur is the softest kitty fur I have ever felt, but if I wanted to be kept awake all night I would smoke crack, or give birth to a baby. Neither of which is going to EVER happen.

But really. When I go to bed, it’s your time to go to bed. Don’t walk on me, don’t cuddle up between my legs, and please don’t run around the house making your meow bastard sound. No one cares. You are a cat. Eat your food, drink your water, use your litter box, and find a place to sleep that won’t keep me up all night.

Seriously.

You’ve been warned.

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Saturday night. 10:23PM. Searching “cats” on YouTube. I have officially became “the old cat lady.”

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