My cat, Haley, does not like other cats. She especially doesn’t care for the feral that we’ve semi-adopted, Patticat.
Remember the Saturday Night Live skit character, Pat, that androgynous, asexual “person” whom no one could ever tell was male or female? Well, before we captured Patticat and had her spayed through the Trap, Neuter, Release program, we couldn’t tell which sex she was, so we named her Pat. After we knew she was a girl, it just morphed into Patticat.
Well, Haley will have none of her. And Patticat has become semi-domesticated, she comes inside and eats, gets affection (though she won’t be held for more than a second) and will even jump up on the bed and sleep on an old blanket we have up there for her. And she is dying to be friends with Haley. Nope. Haley will give her a quick sniff – then a sharp smack! And Patticat will flop down in submission and try to squirm close to Haley, at which point Haley will give her another pop and storm away. It’s been two years since Patticat has been trying to buddy up to Haley, she just won’t have it.