Name: Watson (2)
Location: New Zealand
The white spot on my lip? An angel kiss. I kid you not!
What makes Watson so mean?
I found Watson when I worked at the local SPCA- he and his sister were brought in from a tough neighbourhood. At 8 weeks old, he had already had a taste of being tough: his ear had been torn in a fight.
After his hernia recovery (he fell out of a tree) is when he showed his true colours: his adult teeth were coming in so he tried them out by biting anything he could get his grubby little paws on: me, my husband, the other kitten, his toys and eventually, his favourite chewing toy was our German Shepherd, Misty.
But he grew out of that. His new favourite hobby was to attack our other kitten, Greuber, whenever he got the chance. Watson would lie in wait and would launch himself after Greuber (who was peacefuly sleeping). His targets kept growing as he did: first it was Greuber, then it was the dog. He routinely kicks the dog off her bed, eats her food and launches himself at the dog so he can bite her face, ears, nose and head. He’s given her a few scratches to the general eye area. He then decided that the dog’s bed wasn’t good enough and started sleeping on our bed. Night after night now he takes up half the bed for himself and makes my husband and I move to the other half. Occasionally, he’ll sleep on top of us both and with just a look keeps us still until he decides he wants to move.
He’s earned the nickname “vampire kitty”, not only because of his long teeth, but he’ll climb onto the chair under the pretence of grooming poor, unsuspecting Greuber, but then…he bites Greuber on the neck and won’t let go. Wherever Greuber’s sleeping, that’s where he must be.
No, for the last time, I am NOT sharing my mangled snack!
His mean nature extends to those poor woodland creatures such as birds and mice (no squirrels here thankfully). He plays with them, kills them and plays with them more until their mangled bodies don’t resemble anything small, furry or feathery anymore- they are quite literally a shell of their former selves. Nothing is safe from this cat.
He doesn’t even have to say a word to get his way. Everyone thinks he’s the perfect little angel kitty. But we know better…
Submitted by: Mollie