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26 January 2007 @ 10:13 am
cats and midnight meowing  
Zilli has this habit of, shortly after we go to bed, going into the bathroom where the kitty litter is and scraping around in there for quite a while, and then frequently coming out and running around the house meowing his fool head off as loudly as he can. Doesn't seem to matter what time we go to bed. If we go to bed at the same time he does it after we're both in bed; if we go to bed separately he does it after the second person has gone to bed.

I think I figured out why.

Most nights, we throw the animals out of the second bedroom/computer room on our way to bed. (Some nights we don't because they're not there, but that's fairly unusual.) In order to do this, we usually have to wake the cats up.

So what's happening is Zilli is being awakened abruptly in the middle of the night. He staggers around for a couple of minutes trying to wake up, then realizes he's got to go to the bathroom. By this time we're in bed, so we get to listen to him scrape around in the kitty litter. Thus relieved, he's all awake and cheerful, and goes forth to see what's going on. Only it's the middle of the night and the humans have gone to bed, so there's *nothing* going on, and so he runs around the entire house saying, "HEY! Where ARE you guys? HEY! I'm AWAKE! HEY! Let's PLAY! HEY! Listen up! HEY! Come out and play! HEY!"

I am *convinced* that's what's going on. :)
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The Bellinghmanbellinghman on January 26th, 2007 08:24 am (UTC)
Yep, sounds plausible.

Our tom Kosh has a habit of waiting till the house has gone quiet and all the lights are out, and then he'll suddenly notice that he's been deserted. So he'll then wake up and try to use his cat sonar to find us.

Cat sonar involves making a loud miaow. If we respond, he moves towards us and repeats, eventually finding us. If we don't respond, he repeats the initial miaow until we do respond, even if this involves us being woken up. You'd have thought that, after all these years, he'd have realised we'd be in the bedroom at night, but never mind.

About 2:00 this morning, he tried a new one on us - yowling to be let in the front door. Why he didn't go round the back and in the catflap is something I have yet to work out.