Name: Neji Hyuuga (Neji)
What makes Neji so mean?
It’s a little creepy cat if you wish. But I think he’s just my little ninja. Sometimes hhe looks so cute on the carpet, staring at you like a little angel. Yet at at bathtime he seems as if he is saying, “HEY! WHAT THE HECK! I DID NOT TELL YOU TO PUT ME IN THE DANG SINK!”
Then other times, when you least expect it, he sits under the rocking chair, waiting quietly until you come by. Out he comes, crashing into your leg and snapping up your hopeless feet until you go screaming into the bathroom to get a bandaid. Lastly, he LOVES to eat hair and especially scratch your eyes.
Photo submitted by: Kate
What makes Gandalf so mean?
We got Gandalf from the SPCA. He likes to rest on my bedridden dad’s bed. He doesn’t like being picked up, and he’s real smart. He’ll go limp if you attempt to pick him up, and it’s more difficult to pick him up in that state. At other times, when you pick him up, he goes, “Meow???” and complains, then struggles out if you hold him too long, scratching you the the process.
If he’s doing something he’s not supposed to do, such as eating paper or my mom’s work, chewing wires, attempting to pull down my dad’s spare breathing tubes, or balancing on the windowsill of our 17th story apartment, drinking toilet bowl water and scratching the furniture, we tell him “NO!” and spray him with water. He’ll run away, then attempt to do it again. It’s not that he doesn’t know it’s wrong, but he likes to aggravate us, just like how he likes to parade himself in front of dogs who are unable to do anything except bark behind a wall of glass at the vet. Some dogs are even afraid of Gandalf, though they’re bigger than him.
Photo submitted by: Kevin
What makes Zero so mean?
Zero has been known to jump off my second story balcony to attack strange kitties she sees below. Just last week she jumped off and chased the neighbor’s cat all through their apartment.
One time, she ran out the front door to attack a strange kitty. When I tried to get her to come back in, she attacked me. I had to go to the emergency room (thought I needed stitches) to get my wounds cleaned and receive a tetanus shot.
She loves her catnip, as you can see in the picture. It seems to be the only thing that mellows her out.
She also likes to torment the dog. She will wait for him to abandon his rawhide bone then she will go lie next to it, using it as a pillow. She’ll often lick it and rub her face against it as he looks on.
Photo submitted by: Merinda
Name: Princess Ladybug
What makes Princess so mean?
Her adoption papers said that she had problems “socializing” but there was more, much more to that. She truly hated people. In fact, she hated people, all other animals, newspapers, vets, bugs, plants, my robe, the weather, Christmas…shall I go on?
She tolerated me because I was very gentle with her, had rescued her from the pound, and besides, I fed her special yummies! I also cleared a nice spot for her on the bed… right next to my pillow… every night. She didn’t always sleep there, but she liked having the option.
After a few months she actually grew to like me too (I think). It is very flattering to have the WildCat From Hell curl up with you and lick your nose every once in a while.
However, I was the only one she could bring herself to love. No one else would ever see her being anything less than severely angry and threatening. Whenever someone would visit, she would stiffen up and just stare at them with these wide, wild eyes until they left. Motionless, she would make these very scary, foreboding noises, growls from very deep within. Some people tried to pet her. They were the bravest people I’ve ever known.
Once, when a friend stayed for dinner, Princess sat right up on the kitchen table – directly in front of my friend – and stared at her. In addition to making the deep growling noise she would also scream and hiss every time my friend moved. I tried several times to get Princess off the table. There was much screaming and hissing! She let us know she was NOT MOVING until my friend left the premises. It was an interesting meal. We still talk about that day. My cat is kind of a legend around here.
Photo submitted by: Carol Ann
What makes Momo so mean?
Name: Mymojomoon, or Momo, or Mewmew, spaz cat or OW STOP THAT!!! for short.
Don’t let my big blue eyes and innocent looks fool you. I keep my slaves well under control. My slaves (I have a mated pair) rescued me when I was under a year old from the local SPCA. The male brought me home, after finally giving in to the female who wanted a kitty. They were worried how I’d get along with the dog slave, a pit bull mix who weighs 85 pounds, but he is a push over.
One of my favorite things to do is play hide and pounce. Whenever the dog is walking by, I rush him with my claws out and my tail all fluffy. Stupid dog. He just stands there and looks at me. I don’t care if he is lying down either, I still jump him. I also like to get him to try and chase me, then I fluff up and dance sideways (I am an excellent dancer, ladies, AND I have my own ‘nip patch) away from him until I can get up a good clip, then I rush him head first and leap onto his big smelly neck where I sink all four sets of claws and my teeth into him and roll him over.
I also enjoy attacking the lazy two leggers. My male slave likes to sit in his chair in the living room; I don’t tolerate that, so I run up and down the house to get his attention. If he continues to ignore me (ME, IGNORE ME! How rude!) I jump in the air, claws out, and bat him a few times. I bat his face, I bat his chest, I bat his arms, I bat his hands. Anything I can get my claws into. He HAS to be disciplined for ignoring me. I then run away and hide and wait for the female to walk by, then I bat her or chase her around the house for not training her mate better. Or I do the hit and run dance where I speed out of my hiding spot, grab her ankles, then dart back into cover.
At night, after successfully chasing the dog off of the bed, I stretch out on my back between the slaves [after tormenting them a good while of course] and fall blissfully asleep, dreaming of being able to wake them up at 3 am…4 am…whenever…to do whatever I wish. Oh, I live the good life!
Photo submitted by: Briana
What makes Fatboy so mean?
FatBoy just loves to torment his sister Possum. He stalks her at every opportunity, and boy, what a yowling ensues. I am not sure who wins these fights, but Poss sure can scream. It is quite unnerving and I try to warn the GirlyGirl when I can – when I see the boy giving her “the look”. I yell “POSSIE!” at her & she runs.
Fatty is one pure loving machine. He loves to be loved. Especially at all times of the night when he will sit on my face, purr super loudly & ever so gently claw my face. Burrowing under the covers or rolling over works for only so long. This is one determined kitty (all 7kg’s of him!). All he wants is a big love so he can go to the food bowl & scoff. The bowl always has food in it but this cat MUST be patted before he will partake. Cute, but annoying too, especially where sleep is involved. If I am reading a book in bed he will lie on the book & purr & look so winsome that I just have to drop the book & give him loves.
This cat loves chocolate & chips. He will stare at me & I have taken to eating furtively in the kitchen. If I don’t turn on the tap in the bathroom when he wants the water, I get this loud long suffering meow which gets me running lickety split to turn on the tap. I suppose this is partly my fault in that he has FLUTD (Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease) & must drink water & lots of it. The biccies I have him on are high in sodium for this very purpose. Hence me running when he wants water.
Photo submitted by: Lena
Name: Pussy Galore, formerly Mr. Hairy
What makes Pussy Galore so mean?
It’s not surprising that kitty has issues when she was called Mr Hairy for her first 6 months. That’s bound to get your goat, especially when your an arrogant prissy like Pussy Galore!
She’s totally bi-polar, really nice at times. Well, when the fridge door is open she switches to ‘lovely puss’, but as soon as there’s no food on the cards she’s an antisocial, scratchy, unaffectionate beast.
She doesn’t like giving out strokes and has a techniques of dodging and diving around your hand so there’s no way you can get a proper, satisfying one.
The worst thing is when she slips into ‘crazy eye’ mode. This normally involves waiting until I am trying to come down the stairs, blocking the route and jumping onto the bottom of my leg and attacking it with all her gusto!! There’s teeth latched on (normally to the bone at the front of the leg,) front legs wrapped around the calf in a bear-hug style, and pistoning her back legs (kinda like a rabbit) to get maximum scratchage on the ankle area. The thing is, if you spot her waiting to attack, and try to sweet talk her into being a good puss, it only gets her more excited and she’ll even start eyeing up as if to jump at your face.
Despite her sporadic attacks, she is so beautiful and has a massive bushy tail. She loves to talk and has a boyfriend (a big fat stray) she likes to go out with. She is also stupid (almost punch-drunk) at times, doing things like jumping onto something and falling immediately off again.
Submitted by: Fran
Name: Sweet P
What makes Sweet P so mean?
It’s her cute look and her endearing personality when near our other kitty, Pepper. She’ll lick Pepper and nuzzle up to her and then just POUNCE on her and chase her all over the house. And yet…..3 years later, Pepper is still falling for it!
Submitted by: Rachel and Tom
What makes Emerson so mean?
My cat Emerson is so mean that I call him the “Light Weight Champion”. I even have a photo to prove it. Check it out and be sure to put on your boxing gloves!
Also, Emerson always tripped my former roommate in the morning when she was half asleep and trying to get ready for work. No broken bones but a lot of kitty giggles.
Submitted by: Amanda