Meet the other feline that owns me. Isn't she adorable?
I haven't had too much trouble with her. She used to scratch the couch, but the watergun method works very well on her. I also used to pet her and tell her what a wonderful kitty she was whenever I caught her scratching the post. She still comes and gets me sometimes so I can watch her scratching where she's supposed to scratch and tell her how wonderful she is.
She used to climb to the top of her kitty condo and then climb the drapes. I trimmed her nails as short as possible. She grabbed the drapes, was not able to sink her claws in, slid all the way down to the floor, and sat looking confused.
My daughter and I are the only ones that get to see the sweet face. She cuddles up to me and purrs, she tolerates my daughter, she terrorizes everyone else. When we have company, she fluffs up, hisses, and spits. My daughter goes into the bedroom with her friends. The cat will make a point of going to the bedroom door to growl and hiss, reminding them that she does not want them around.
It's worse when we're not home. She becomes a furry ball of claws and teeth. She chases maintenance men out of my apartment. I had one of my friends stop in and feed the cats while I was on my roadtrip. She howled and hissed at my friend and acted like she was about to attack. My friend said she thought my cat was going to shred her legs to pieces when she walked in. Fortunately, she was all talk and no do, so my friend was able to take care of the kitties.
I have to keep this one. No one else will take her.