Is Your Cat Clingy?


I love all three of my cats, and don’t like to play favorites, but … Cosmo might be my No. 1 guy (shhh!). And I definitely know, without a doubt, that I’m his No. 1 human.

He lovingly follows me as I move about the house — and if he’s not physically following me, he’s tracking me with his googly-eyed gaze. All of my cats enjoy sitting with me. Phoebe especially enjoys a nice cuddle, but it lasts only a few minutes and she’s ready to move on. But Cosmo? His brand of cuddling reaches a whole new level. Clingy? Perhaps. Yes.

I’m telling you, the boy can’t get close enough to me. He doesn’t just lie beside me, he completely flattens his tuxie body against mine. And if we’re in bed together, he stretches his fuzzy form along the length of mine and then reaches his front paws as high as they will go, sometimes touching my shoulder or neck. It’s really sweet, and a little bit needy. Truly, I love it — don’t get me wrong, but sometimes Mama needs a little space. Occasionally he reminds me of boyfriends past, you know, the ones who call you every five minutes and want to sit on the same side of the booth during restaurant dates. No offense to those of you who sit on the same side of the booth — it’s just never been my thing.

When Cosmo was a baby, I often carried him over my shoulder like a burping baby. He loved it. I’d wash dishes and fold laundry with the sleepy little kitty resting on my shoulder. He still likes to be held like that, but his patience wanes a little more quickly these days. Still, any opportunity for him to become one with me is golden in his eyes.

Even as I type this, Cosmo is staring at me, wanting so badly for me to pick him up and place him in my lap so he can begin the fusion of his body into mine. And of course I will — hang on. OK, now I’m typing with a Cosmo curled up in my lap. I think he knows I’m writing about him and wants to make sure I’m portraying him in a positive light. Also I think he’s kind of a backseat editor.

I swear he would love it if I carried him in a sling. Actually, I think that’d be pretty cool. Some women carry little dogs in purses, why not tote my cat in one of those hippie slings? Can you imagine the looks I’d get? I think I have a project in my future. Maybe I could walk around the neighborhood, asking people if they want to see my new baby. And when Cosmo got squirmy, I’d say, “Excuse me, I have to get home and feed him. He’s still nursing.” How long before I become the official neighborhood nutcase? Actually, who says that’s not already my title? I’d just graduate to the “neighborhood nutcase who wears a cat in a baby sling.”

Is your cat clingy? Let us know in the comments!

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About the Author: Angie Bailey is an eternal optimist with an adoration of all things silly. Loves pre-adolescent boy humor, puns, making up parody songs, thinking about cats doing people things and The Smiths. Writes Catladyland, a cat humor blog, Texts from Mittens (birthed right here on Catster) and authored whiskerslist: the kitty classifieds, a silly book about cats wheeling and dealing online. Partner in a production company and writes and acts in comedy web series that features sketches and mockumentaries. Mother to two humans and three cats, all of which want her to make them food.

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