Yes, take a look...
Indy bit me again yesterday. This would be the third time in these two weeks.
He is just so angry at Starry because Starry, being an abandoned pet, keeps coming into the house and making himself at home. And Starry likes to rub himself all over us.
These were the scars two weeks ago, also inflicted by Indy. I had just unsuspectingly walked into the room when Indy grabbed my leg and bit me real hard.
And these were inflicted some days back.
It's either due to jealousy or anger, or both!
But that's the way cats are and that's how they react. We cannot really blame them because we (in this case, me) have created the conditions for the anger and jealousy to set in. So, either I keep the patio family out in the patio and out of Indy's sight OR I wear something to protect my legs! The other day, Indy bit through my long pants and I saw the blood seeping out and flowing down my pants. Vicious, isn't he? Hell hath no fury like an Indy scorned!
He spends his waking hours guarding the grille.
The boy is obsessed.
And Starry is completely innocent.
Whenever I sit outside to watch television, he comes up and starts rubbing himself all over.
That's just the way he is. I guess he used to be a very pampered pet and I wonder why his owner left him behind when they moved out.
He follows me everywhere whenever I am out of the room.
And Indy hates that.
Indy has declared Starry his No.1 enemy.
He even takes it out on the rest when he cannot get to attack Starry.
Pole stays safe on higher ground whenever Indy goes on the warpath.
Cleo hides under the chair to be safe.
Everybody gets out of his way and out of his warpath.
Can I please not get involved?
I don't mind staying on the roof, really.
I am ze boss and nobody messes wiz me!