Sweetie is my first cat. Having grown up with dogs all my life, I was not prepared for the midnight madness that would ensue being a cat owner. Our first day together she spent behind the couch. Let’s face it, she didn’t know what was going on and she felt safe out of reach of the strange lady. I decided to let her be, and went to bed. At 2am, she decided to check me out. Jumping on the bed, she stood over my face and started to meow non stop. Of course I woke up and pet her, thinking she was nervous and afraid. This went on for days.
After a week of being sleep deprived, I decided to use a trick I heard about to get toddlers to sleep through out the night. Ignore the cries, or in this case ignore the meows. It worked! Within two or three days, she left me alone. But she didn’t go to sleep.
She Sleeps All Day So She Can Torment Me All Night
Although the meowing in my face stopped, the activity didn’t. One night I was sleeping on my stomach, when suddenly I awoke to Sweetie pouncing on my butt, then running away. It happened so fast, I didn’t have time to respond. I fell back asleep, but five minutes later, it happened again. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was going to happen all night. Well, I was going to put a stop to that! I pretended I was asleep and waited. Sure enough, five minutes later, I could hear the jingle of the bell on her collar. She was coming. As she started to attack my butt, I lifted my head and said to her “What are you doing?” She stopped mid pounce and calmly walked to the foot of the bed and sat down looking around as if to say “It wasn’t me.”
The butt pouncing never happened again, but that wasn’t the end of her midnight madness. One of her favorite games is something I like to call “rug slide.” This is a game I’ve seen her play several times during the day, and I have to admit it’s fun to watch. The objective, as far as I can tell, is to run around the apartment to gain speed, then jump on the throw rug in the entrance hall, causing the rug to slide along the wood floor until you fall off and bang into the wall. Sounds like fun.
Obviously, if it’s fun during the day, it must be extra fun at 2am. One night I woke up to the sounds of jingle, jingle, jingle, swooooosh, Bang! Okay, she’s playing rug slide. I could tell from the jingle noise that she started in the kitchen, ran into the dining room, then living room, and ending in the entrance hall on the rug. But one round of rug slide isn’t enough. I heard the jingling start all over again, this time she decided to start in the living room, run into the bedroom, over the bed (and me), and into the entrance hall. Swoooosh, bang!
Now, you would think that at this point all that built up energy would be gone, but no. I started to hear the jingling again. This time the plan is to start in the bedroom, go over the bed, jump on the dresser, for a quick exit into the entrance hall. This time, she didn’t make it. When she jumped on the dresser, she knocked over some pictures with a heavy bang. “That’s it!” I yelled, “Go to sleep now!” She calmly jumped of the dresser, walked over to the bed. Jumped up, and curled up into a ball at the foot of the bed. Her playing was done for the night.
Once in a while she plays rug slide at night, but not as often as she use to. That doesn’t mean she stopped play in the middle of the night. Most of the time I don’t hear her anymore. But there have been times that I woke to find that she had an active evening. For example, I woke up one morning to find about 5 of her toys on my stomach. I keep her toys in a basket in the bedroom. She must have taken some out, put them on the bed, and had fun playing with her toys on top of me while I sleep.
Another time, I found a pieces of my camera in various rooms. Not good. I left the camera on the dining room table. She swatted the camera all over the apartment. And yes, I need a new camera now. It still works, but some of the buttons keep falling off.
So How to Get Your Cat to Stop
I’ve done a lot of research on how to get your cat to stop. Almost all my research suggests the best way is to play with your cat an hour or two before you go to bed. This help get all the energy out of their system. I got into the habit of taking out Mr. Fishy (one of her toys) and putting it on the bed about a hour before I go to sleep. We play catch? Fetch? What ever you want to call it. She attacks Mr. Fishy, then flips it over to me. I flip it back, and she attacks it again. This goes on for about fifteen minutes until she decides her paw is dirty, and needs to be cleaned.
If you’re having problems with your cat letting you sleep at night, give it a try, and leave a comment to let us all know how it went.
Oh, and have a good night sleep, too.
Posted by justmeandthecat 


One day I was at Pet Smart buying supplied, when I saw a container of catnip. I was working on a quilt at home, and thought, why not use the left over fabric to make toys for Sweetie. The first toy was a mouse. It was very primitive looking, but she didn’t seem to mind. So I made about 10 of them. Soon, the artist in me wanted more then a simple mouse, so I started to design other toys.
About six months after I adopted Sweetie, I got a real bad cold. I was home sick for several days, and Sweetie just loved it. After all, now I’m always available to scratch her butt, and feed her upon her demand. When I took a nap, which was often, she rolled up on the bed next to me and slept too. She was in her glory, and never wanted it to end.
, donates 10% of the profits to the Bergen County Animal Shelter. Member can choose their own charity, or donate to the EFA Charity of the month. There is great support from all members of the team, and it’s a great way to social network about your products and causes. You can even download tags to attach to your listings, shop, web side bar, and banners.
I keep a dish of dry food out for her all day. This way if she gets hungry, she has something to eat. During the course of the day and night, she will nibble here and there on it. A dish of dry food usually lasts about two days. I have another dish that I use for her wet food. Since I usually eat in the living room ( when you live alone, you can do that), I put her wet food dish on the coffee table, so we can eat together. She gobbles it up, then checks out to see what I’m eating. She acts like I starve her to death.
No sooner were we home, when Sweetie jumped on the coffee table and demanded Shredded Turkey and Cheese. Normally, I would have given it to her, but not this time. After trying to coax her to the dry food, I finally decided to take a handful of it and put it in her wet food dish. To my amazement, she started to gobble it down. I guess the moral of the story is “everything tastes better in the wet food dish.”
Once the treats cooled off, I put them in Sweetie’s dish. She got excited and jumped on the coffee table where she normally eats her shredded turkey and cheese every night. She looked at it with puzzlement on her face, then looked at me as if to say “What is this?” Then jumped on the couch to get away from it. I moved the dish to the couch, thinking if I force it on her she might give it a try. All I got was a dirty look.