I live with a crazy cat. Right now he is jumping on the back of my chair and swinging on the throw that is draped there. I was a little worried about him this weekend because he looked so skinny and tired.
He came in the house on Saturday moving so slow and lifelessly. He found a new hiding place in my closet and didn't come out for hours. When I tried to pet him, he snapped at my fingers like it hurt him. He was coughing like he had a hairball. I just knew he was really sick. Even my daughter thought he look sick. I got him some hairball medicine and was just about to make an appointment with the vet.
Today I have decided that he is just crazy. To begin with, he refuses to take his medicine. The tube says it tastes like seafood, but undoubtably, not the type of seafood he likes. I tried to mix it with his food and he ate every bite except the one with the medicine in it. Then he keeps attacting the bag of food so that I would give him some more. I was thinking that if I didn't fill up his bowl, he would get hungry and finish the last part with the medicine, but he is too smart for that. He just decided to howl until I give in and give him some more. So I cooked an egg and mixed the medicine in that. No, that didn't work either. He just got mad at me turned over the 20 pound bag of dog food all over the floor.
To get my attention, he jumped up and pulled down the artwork from the grandkids I have on the frig and then he ran into the living room, ran across my lap, jumped on the chair, to the couch, then the side table, to another chair, and back on the couch. Then he jumped up on the shelves above the TV, walked across the mantle, and is sitting on the shelf watching the fish in the aquarium. I think he was just hot Saturday and nothing is wrong with this cat.