Hi Joyce,

Thanks for sharing the article.  My male cats bite my hand sometimes when I am petting them..no hard enough to break the skin, though. I do scold them and tell them they are doing something bad.

On rare occasions my mild-mannered female Persian will nip at my hand, too. She wants to be petted, but mostly on the head or under the chin.

The author of the article is correct about cats not liking to be petted on the stomach or near the hindquarters.

One day my big male cat wanted me to pet him. I was in a hurry and just petted him for a few seconds. When I tried to walk away he put his arms around my leg in an attempt to stop me from leaving. I scolded him and tried to leave. He then lunged at me, put both arms around my leg, and bit me. He certainly got scolded for that behavior!

DonnaZ

Hi Donna,
Males of every species seem to be naturally more aggressive and need stronger language and facial expressions it would seem.
They really are not too different from raising children in this respect.

Cali keeps her claws sharp-she has almost worn a hole in the bathroom door frame. I do remember her biting me once as a kitten, I just cried (fake crying of course) she was so, so sorry!
Two of the yard cats have come close enough to pet but now a larger male has come around.
I'm not gonna mess with him-he looks like he might bite at me.

Hello Joyce,

My two male cats bite each other when they get in a "who is boss" mood. Also they intimidate the two female cats. One of the males has been seen biting the ear of the older female a couple different times. He chases the younger female around the house and tries to tackle her. She runs fast and usually gets away by jumping up on furniture.

All of my cats are fixed.

As you can imagine, only when it is nap-time do the antics cease.

DonnaZ

Hi Joyce,

I've had cats who would bite and those who never would. They can nip at you playfully, or because they, like humans, don't feel well or are in a bad mood...usually about whatever is going on at the moment.

We used to have a Russian Blue who loved ladies and would never give them a bit of trouble.  He hated men, however, and one day when I had to catch him, he bit me several different times.  I looked like the end of a "Rambo" movie by the time I was done.

I am usually more concerned about claws than bites.  I was getting my cat out of a car in Montgomery, Alabama, when a big rig went by.  He literally climbed up my arm as if it were a tree.  Rambo, scene two.

Another time, another cat.  My first wife was holding and petting our very docile cat one day while we were stationed in Germany.  The cat, Rutherford, was looking up at my wife's face.  She quietly reached up a paw and snagged a claw inside my wife's nose.  Fortunately we were able to extract the claw from her nostril without damage.  No Rambo scene.

Have a great day!

Don