Okay, so my cat, Mittens, she’s usually pretty independent, you know? Does her own thing, comes for cuddles when she feels like it. But lately, she’s been like my little shadow. Everywhere I go, she’s there. And I mean everywhere.
I noticed it first last week. I was working from home, at my desk, and she kept jumping up, wanting to sit on my lap. Which, okay, cute, but she usually just naps on the chair nearby. Then, I got up to make some coffee, and she followed me, meowing the whole way.
It got weirder. When I sat on the couch to watch some TV, she immediately curled up right next to me, purring like a motor. Even when I went to bed, she insisted on sleeping right by my head, which she never used to do. Normally, it’s at the foot of the bed or, even more often, her own cat bed.
So, I started to worry. Is she sick? Is something wrong? I looked for other changes. Her appetite seemed normal – she was still eating all her food. She was still using her litter box regularly. No weird vomiting or anything like that.
Then, I remembered something. I recently rearranged the furniture in the living room. I moved her favorite scratching post to a different corner. Could that be it? Maybe she was feeling insecure about the change?
My Little Experiment
- First, I moved the scratching post back to its original spot. Mittens immediately went over and started sharpening her claws, like she was saying, “Finally!”
- Then, I made a conscious effort to give her some extra attention, some playtime with her favorite feather toy, a few extra chin scratches.
- Finally, I bought her a new, cozy cat bed and placed it near my desk, hoping she’d feel more secure having a designated “safe space” close to me.
Guess what? It seems to be working! She’s still more affectionate than usual, but she’s not glued to my side 24/7 anymore. She’s napping in her new bed as I write this. It seems like she just needed a little reassurance after the furniture change and maybe a little extra love. Cats, man, they’re sensitive little creatures, aren’t they?
It turned out, it was nothing serious, just a little environmental stress and maybe she just wanted more of my attention. I was relieved. I mean, a clingy cat is cute, but a sick cat is definitely not something I wanted.
