Ferdinand's fleeting reverie

This is a problem page about ginger cats -oxymoron! This human being has the audacity to complain about the ginger cat who lives with him...!

My big fat ginger cat, just doesnt like me. He uses me ONLY when he wants to be fed.
Everytime i move close to him or he sees me coming he runs the other way. seriously!
Ok i DO bug him. most times i pick him up and squash him a bit coz he is like a big fat teddy bear...
What can i do to make him like me again?
Stop annoying him? or totally ignore him for a while? : rolleyes:

Unbelievable! but the “answer.” Answer! Anyway here it is...

I would try feeding him special treats and just petting him (if he lets you) while he eats them.

Ok not that bit.

Don't pick him up at all for a while, and only pet him when he lets you.

Or that!

Let him run away if he wants to, don't force him into anything.

Ok that’s good advice. But wait it's coming...

It may take a while, but he will eventually learn that he doesn't have to worry about you grabbing him, and will associate your petting him with treats.

Sort of all right -a little bit of bribery doesn't go amiss every now and again.

He may then become more friendly.

But finally here it is: The unconsidered opinion...

That being said, ginger and orange-coloured cats often have "issues". I've known many cats in my life, and the ginger coloured ones were always a bit strange behaviour-wise. Kind of similar to what occurs with white cats, who are also a little odd. So your kitty may simply have that ginger / white personality...

Odd! Strange!? I have the solution: move out, let this ginger cat share his house with a human being who appreciates our very fine gingery qualities. Like this human being from Australia. The perfect companion...

Sydney - An Australian bank has admitted issuing a credit card to a cat. Messiah, a ginger tom, was given a credit limit of AU$4 200

Wow his own credit card...

The envelope containing her cat's credit card was addressed to Messiah Campbell and she was not even notified that a secondary card had been issued on her account...

Just think of all the stuff he could buy: all the parties he could host. All the cream he could lap, all the prawns he could eat, all the chicken legs he could chomp...

The incident may have given the bank pause for thought, but any hopes Messiah may have had of making some large purchases of fish and cream were dashed when the card was cancelled.

Ooooooooooooouchh. And I was just about to emigrate.

Ferdinand's fleeting reverie