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Name: Kitty
Location: Unknown

That wasn’t psychosis, that was the hazing I had to inflict to become a member of SOHC. Silly humans.

What makes Kitty so mean?

Kitty (simple name) has truly shown an evil streak in the past but has since been exorcised…although at times he does give a look that brings back memories…

Memories of standing on top of furniture (four grown men trying to avoid claws) on Christmas morning when Kitty mentally skipped a groove and went ballistic, which worked the other 2 cats and all 4 men in the room into a frenzy of wrapping paper, falling furniture and debris. Finally we used thick oven mitts to grab him and lock him in the bedroom for a timeout. He was out of the bedroom by the afternoon but growling and hissing for another couple of days, keeping everyone (cats and humans) sleeping with one eye open for about a week. True feline psychosis!

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Name: Willie
Location: Unknown

My house. My yard. My rules. You don't like it? Get out. But come back whenever I need a door opened, 'kay?

What makes Willie so mean?

She’s a total wench! She’s evil. She was brought into this world to make my life difficult. She chases people out of the house and across the yard, even people like me who live there.

Submitted by: Anon

Name: Tinkerbell
Location: Columbus, GA

Alvin down. Simon and Theodore to go. NO MORE SQUEAKWELS!

What makes Tinkerbell so mean?

Don’t be fooled by her sweet Disney name. Why is she mean? Tinkerbell is a natural hunter and loves to bring things home to us. Mostly she’ll bring home already tormented and killed rodents. But the other day it was cool outside (my dad’s all about saving money), so instead of leaving the air on, we just kept the back door open. The cats would come and go as they please.

I saw Tinkerbell coming toward the house, through the window. I didn’t think anything of it. Then all of a sudden I hear my dad yell, “Get that chipmunk out of this house!” Now, of course, you’d think she would chase after the chipmunk, torment it and finally kill it, but no, she laid down and watched my dad and I chase that little thing all the way around the house. If that’s not mean, I don’t know what is.

Submitted by: Jennifer

Name: T-bone
Location: Philly

Is it dinnertime yet? I'm practicing being heavy.

What makes T-bone so mean?

We might have know that naming a cat T-bone would turn out poorly, but we did it anyway. He isn’t so much of a scratcher or biter, as he makes himself inconvenient. While we’re eating dinner, T-bone (and his side kick, Stanley) will steal entire halves of cheese steaks, slices of pizza, bags of pretzels (we’ve been meaning to work on our diet). After a few times, we decided that during dinner we would lock them in the bathroom. (It’s a small apartment and that’s the only actual door.)

This is always a challenge. Not only do we have to find them, but they then somehow make themselves “heavier” by pressing themselves close to the floor so we have the worst trouble picking them up. While we eat, they ransack the bathroom and sometimes “relieve” themselves in a way in which you know that it’s just for spite!

Hey, I'm actually a different cat than above! I don't know if I'm Stanley or T-bone. But does it matter? What matters is, I just put some kitty litter in Angela's coffee!

We should name out next cat AngelBooBooKittyBear or something equally saccharin.

Submitted by: Angela T.

Name: Sly
Location: Memphis, TN

Heyyyy, Mandy! Feel like getting your furry butt whipped?

What makes Sly so mean?

Bugger having my owners tell you why I’m such a meankitty. I’ll tell you myself.

I love harassing my sister Mandy. Any opportunity I get I’ll sneak up on her and pounce! None of the wussy playful pouncing stuff – it’s all claws and flying fur when I attack. And just so she can never relax, I keep her on her toes all day, every day. Just a glance in her direction is enough to have her scampering for the cat door. When our human calls us for dinner I sneak up and wait at the cat door once again and prevent her from coming up the stairs….rrreow!

When it comes to food I push her out of the way and scoff the lot. If she finds a favourite place to sleep, guess who gets there first and is waiting for her next time she wants to take a nap?

This is me laughing at all the havoc I cause. I'm fulla chortles!

Oh, and I’m not just a mean kitty I’m also a kitty posse, all by myself. You see there was this annoyingly wimpy old moggy called Mittens that lived downstairs from the flat where my humans live. One night I spooked this kitty so bad in the back yard that Mittens ran in terror down the driveway, right across the road, never to return. Yep, that’s right. I as good as chased off old Mittens. Not that anyone could pin it on me. Sly by name, sly by nature.

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Name: Snarf
Location: Woodland, WA

You thought you could escape me, but I tracked you down here to eke my revenge. Who has delusions now, human?

What makes Snarf so mean?

This is Snarf, the bio-polar seven toed mutant devil kitty! He is nice to you and rubs on your leg then suddenly turns and hisses and slaps you.

He has delusions of grandeur, wanting to be the neighborhood bully and going around picking on cats but ends up getting his butt whipped because his first owner had him declawed. Now he lives up in the hills on a farm-like atmosphere where he is the only kitty around and has no competition.

Submitted by: Desma

Name: Squirt
Location: Where He’s Not Supposed To Be

Cuz I'm a COW-boy, bay-bay!

What makes Squirt so mean?

This is Squirt. His aliases include Squirtmaster J, Jimmy DumDum, and LittleMan. From his kittenhood he has demonstrated his own particular passion in life: Going Where He is Not Supposed to Be. This might include the top of the stove (even when in use), inside the refrigerator, inside the dresser behind the drawers, into the apartment building hallway, or on top of the kitchen cupboards. His ability to find new places that he is Not Supposed to Be has given rise to the “Legend Of Squirt”:

The Legend of Squirt

A train pulls into a small, dusty western town. Tumbleweeds roll by on the horizon and all is quiet. A shiny black and white stranger steps down from the train. He squints at the horizon and spits. Then he moseys over to the sleeping local cat on a nearby bench. He kicks him awake. Once he has the local cat’s attention, Squirt pushes his cowboy hat back on his head, shows his fangs for a moment and then says in a slow drawl, “Hello Stranger. I’m a new cat in town. Can you tell me where I’m Not Supposed to Be?” After receiving his answer from the terrified local he will immediately go wherever it is that he is Not Supposed to Be.

Mission accomplished, he gets back on the train.

Submitted by: Laura

Name: Sheba (2)
Location: Irving, CA

So many humans to control, so little time.

What makes Sheba so mean?

Hello, my name is Sheba. I was adopted from the Huntington Beach Humane Society 13 years ago. I live with my humans Jan (A.KA. Mom), Linn (Dad) and Adrian (the horrible kid).

While I am beautiful and quite regal, I will only take lap time with Mom. Dad is my protector, does litter pan duty and sometimes food duty. The kid is a nuisance that I’d sooner bite than let touch me. After all, no self respecting cat would allow herself to be (ugh!) hugged! And those friends of his are even worse.

In order to maintain control one must first hiss and then bite to get the point across.

Submitted by: Jan

Name: Seebia
Location: Unknown

A face only a besotted human servant could think was sweet...heh.

What makes Seebia so mean?

Seebia was found under a car in the parking lot. She WAS really a very sweet cat. Then something happened, I guess she realized how old she is, and now she hates the world. Here’s just a small plethora of examples.

1. You can’t pet her in certain places; she will scratch and bite you.

2. She pretends to love your shoes, but it’s just a scheme for her bloodthirsty antics. She’ll rub all over your shoe, then plop over, and as soon as you bend down to pet her, your arm is hers.

3. You are not allowed to sleep past 7am. Seebia will sit in the middle of the hallway and meow obnoxiously until someone gets up. Then she’ll run to the kitchen as if she is STARVING, and when you give her food she’ll just sniff it and walk away.

4. In fact, she often pretends to be hungry when she really is not.

I do love shoes. I just love flesh more.

5. NOBODY can hold her but me. She tends to like men better — as scratching posts and pieces of fresh meat — but if one tries to hold her it’s all over and EVERYTHING just got messed up.

6. When you scratch her cheeks or behind the ears she pretends to love it. But just as you start to think “Aww, Seebia’s not that bad,” she turns around and bites you and claws you. She must draw blood or else she will keep trying.

7. She has claws like wolverine and you CANNOT clip them no matter what. She walks on hardwood floor and you can hear her clicking around across the house. If you TOUCH her paws, you must die.

8. When she vomits it HAS to be on a piece of fine furniture. Such as the special futon when we have a guest or the leather couch when someone wants to watch TV.

9. She uses everything to sharpen her claws. Even your leg.

Totally in the mood for some bedmouse. Come on, human!

10. Where there is a blanket, there is a Seebia. And heaven FORBID you disturb her sleep. Because you WILL pay. She will attack you, then she will sleep at your feet. When your feet under the blanket disturb her, they become blanket mice and she attacks.

Such a mean MEAN cat, but such a sweet, sweet face.

Submitted by: Jennifer

Name: Scraps
Location: Bed, Middle of

You're only going to unmake it in a couple hours. Why bother pulling the blankets up when I like to roll around in them?

What makes Scraps so mean?

My big 20 lb male named Scraps has this thing where he NEEDS to be in the middle of my bed when I try to change the sheets. I usually lock him out of the room when I do it, but this time he and my little female, Scribbles, were sitting on the floor. He tried to get up on the bed and I stopped him. He got very upset and decided to park his upper half on the edge as I made it. He’s actually sitting on the floor (approx. 2′ from the bed) as he attempts this maneuver.

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