I had to discipline my sweet little darling tonight. He was sitting on my chair while I was on the phone and decided to start gnawing on the azalea nearby (yes, yes, we have one inside not outside). He never eats the plants so not sure what inspired this snack, but I swatted him lightly on the nose and yelled at him.
He so rarely gets in trouble that when we yell at him (we don't even need to touch him, just yell) — like a year or so ago when he felt compelled to jump onto the dining room table and knock over the flower vase in the middle of the night — well, he becomes really emotionally wounded.
Sure enough, he slinked into the bedroom and hid behind our floor mirror. Joe went in and gave him a treat to try and butter him up and he was fine with Joe but he didn't leave the bedroom. Forty minutes later, after dinner, Joe mentions that I should go talk to him. So I went into the bedroom and he tried to hide from me, was flinching and acting all nervous. I picked him up and cuddled him on the bed for about ten minutes before he would start purring and acting normal again, sigh. It's so strange how upset he gets. I guess the good thing is that he never repeats the bad action again!
I've had him since he was 3 months old so it's not like he was abused and it's some weird residual thing. It's just that he hates disappointing us, and especially me. He becomes so sad and upset when he is in trouble. He's worse than any child I've ever seen. It makes me so sad seeing him all upset, but like I said, it's so rare and we have to discipline him when he does something stupid. I never spray bottled him when he was little because yelling at him was just as effective and he mostly never did anything wrong. He's always been so good and mellow. But as he has become older, he gets so sad and so upset when he gets in trouble.
Poor poor kitty. He's so so good, except when he eats the azalea.
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Sure enough, he slinked into the bedroom and hid behind our floor mirror. Joe went in and gave him a treat to try and butter him up and he was fine with Joe but he didn't leave the bedroom. Forty minutes later, after dinner, Joe mentions that I should go talk to him. So I went into the bedroom and he tried to hide from me, was flinching and acting all nervous. I picked him up and cuddled him on the bed for about ten minutes before he would start purring and acting normal again, sigh. It's so strange how upset he gets. I guess the good thing is that he never repeats the bad action again!
I've had him since he was 3 months old so it's not like he was abused and it's some weird residual thing. It's just that he hates disappointing us, and especially me. He becomes so sad and upset when he is in trouble. He's worse than any child I've ever seen. It makes me so sad seeing him all upset, but like I said, it's so rare and we have to discipline him when he does something stupid. I never spray bottled him when he was little because yelling at him was just as effective and he mostly never did anything wrong. He's always been so good and mellow. But as he has become older, he gets so sad and so upset when he gets in trouble.
Poor poor kitty. He's so so good, except when he eats the azalea.