Is Your Cat as Spoiled as Mine?


Before I begin this list, I do have to admit, Freyja’s spoilage is entirely my fault. I take 100 percent of the blame for the spoiled princess she is today. When we rescued Freyja, I was home with her all day every day for the first month. I spent every waking second with her, coddling her and being the ultimate mother cat. So much so she seems to think I am actually her furless cat mother. More than one friend has pointed out she is the least cat-like cat they’ve ever seen.

I know it’s my fault she’s a spoiled princess and a big wimp, but I love her to pieces and I wouldn’t have her any other way. She’s my special girl, and I’ll continue to indulge her until the end of time! Here’s a few reasons why I label my Freyja as spoiled to the bone:

1. Drop the technology — NOW!

A lot of cats like to be the center of attention at all times, but Freyja takes it to another level. If she is in my lap, or nursing, all hands must be on her at ALL times. She will actually stop nursing, look indignantly at me, and let out short, annoyed meows if I dare to use one hand to pick up my cell phone. She’ll only resume once I put it down, apologize, and resume petting her.

Likewise, she’s started to take issue with how often I’m found playing World of Warcraft. She will crawl onto my lap, purr, and stretch out — which means I have to lean back to accommodate her, making it hard to reach the keyboard. If I instead continue to play, she will start reaching one paw out to lay on my hand, politely reminding me something MUCH better than a silly game is in my lap right now and deserves my full attention. If I continue to play, she will actually hook my fingers or hand with her claws, gingerly, and pull my hand back to her! She always wins in the end, while I sigh and watch my character die on the screen.

2. I wanna nurse right meow!

Speaking of nursing — yep, she’s 11 months old and still at it, suckling at my pajama top. I’m hesitant to “wean” her because it brings her so much relaxation and comfort. However, the demands might need to slow down or stop! As well all know, our cats have meows tailored to what they want and need, and they use them accordingly. I can tell the difference between all her meows — and she has developed one for wanting to nurse! She’ll walk over to me and begin the “nursing meow,” then hop in my lap and start headbutting at my chest and pawing at it, where the “nursing top” puffballs would usually be. Unfortunately for Freyja, I can’t always be in my pajama top (as much as I would love that)!

3. Carry me to bed or I’m not coming!

This is maybe the most “human” and bizarre of Freyja’ s spoiled behaviors. Our girls either sleep beside us or with us at night. Lucipurr tends to come under the covers for a bit, until she gets too hot, then returns to her cat bed. Freyja likes to nurse for about 30 minutes before she hops into her cat bed. Both cat beds are on the floor, near the radiator, next to mommy’s side of the bed. Before they can start their nightly bedtime routine, however, I have to go downstairs and find Freyja, then pick her up, cuddle her, and carry her up to bed with me. If I don’t, she’ll pout downstairs and refuse to come up to bed!

4. “Did you miss me?! I missed you! I missed you soooo much!”

Every day when I come home, we have a ritual. Freyja runs to the door and meows incessantly until she is picked up, hugged tight, pet and cuddled, and told the exact phrase: “Did you miss me? I missed you! I missed you soooo much!” She also needs at least five kisses while this exchange is going on before she is satisfied and I can place her back down.

5. I know you got me a fountain but …

I was worried when Freyja wasn’t getting enough water, because of her demands I turn on the tap in the kitchen for her every chance I had. We decided to invest in a cat fountain. However, every day, without fail, no matter how many times we won’t do it, she will demand that we do! She just won’t take no for an answer. We still give in sometimes, but we’ve been trying to break this bad habit for months now.

6. Lucipurr beat me up again!

The downside of spoiling your cat is how much of a wimp they’ll become. When we brought Lucipurr home, she was a tiny, spunky ball of fluff. Freyja was immediately terrified. We even have a video of the first encounter, in which Freyja makes some very scared and angry noises, and little baby Luci just puffs up and hisses, already establishing who the boss cat is gonna be! Freyja has continued this behavior when meeting any other cats — even ones like Luci who are still half her size to this day. Luci also continually claims beds from Freyja, tries to groom her, and loves on her so much Freyja runs away annoyed and crying for mommy! Especially after a bed takeover, where Freyja might have tried to fight back – but lost … again. It is sort of funny that the tiny grey cat is the dominant cat of the house!

7. I bumped my paw, take me to the vet!

Freyja is the world’s biggest drama queen. If she so much as stubs a paw, her day is ruined, and she will meow and throw herself to the ground quite dramatically until she is cuddled and reassured for hours on end. Luci, being quite the opposite, recently fell from a curtain, whacked her head of the radiator, and carried on like nothing had happened (after I had a heart attack and insisted she let me see her head — she was fine).

Often when Luci has a normal kitten accident, we think about the drama that would have ensued if it had been Freyja instead. I imitate her by throwing my hand to my head, pretending to faint and going, “Mommy take me to the vet!” The amount of money we’ve spent at the vet for minor bumps and scuffles is ridiculous. But she’s my baby and she needs to be happy — even if it’s me out 50 bucks!

Are your cats spoiled to the bone like mine? Do they have bratty demands? Tell us about it in the comments!

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About the author: Hana lives in Belfast after moving from the U.S. of A. with her two spoiled kittens, two chubby rats, and one cheeky husband. Hana works in admin but occasionally goes on tour working for an Austrian death metal band. When she’s not putting up road-weary punk rockers and metallers, you can find her taking the cats around town in their stroller, whipping up new recipes, or playing way too many video games. She writes at Mommyish and Catster. Follow her on Twitter and Tumblr.

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