We had a tuxedo kitty (Tootsie) who I had to place with another family when my dad moved in. She had been raised with a black cat (Sassy) we had before we got her. They got along perfectly and snuggled together all the time. Then Sassy got cancer and had to be put down. :( A few months later, I got Isabel from a llama farm. Tootsie absolutely hated Izzy when I got her, and that continued for three years. Then my dad moved in with his tortie, Sarah. Tootsie was truly tormenting dad's poor cat. Since my mom was dying at the time, I couldn't bear to think of my dad losing his cat, too. So we found a family who was looking for an older, calm cat and didn't have another cat in the house. She's doing so well there! I do miss her, but our house is finally harmonius with her gone. I guess it was for the best, but it was so hard to do!!

I had also had a Persian that was born here -- my first kitten while I was breeding and showing Persians named Good Golly Miss Molly. :) She was a gorgeous blue cream kitty who got her Grand Champion status by the time she was 10 months old. She was bred eventually, then after raising her first litter, she turned hostile towards any other cats. It was so odd. But she was an absolute terror -- constantly beating up other cats. My aunt and uncle expressed an interest in getting a cat from me, so I asked them if they'd want Molly -- as long as they PROMISED not to get another cat! She lived with them until she passed away at age 16 (pretty old for a Persian).

I also have a dominate cat, Luke and two others but they hold their ground.

Luke also exhibits "jelousey"? If I talk and give affection to one of the other cats Luke will come over and attack the other cat :rolleyes:. Same goes when I give affection to the dogs, he'll come over and butt them out of the way or a couple of swats to the nose to drive them off. I had to rehome one other cat because he just picked on it all the time and it was starting to withdrawl :mad:.

Though Luke is my favorite cat, I love the crap out of him and he's a polydacktyl :brow:. I probably cultivated this dominance with giving him soo much attention. :pinkheart: :love:

Luuuuuuuuuuuuuke! Pushing Belle out of the way :rolleyes:

http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y179/FORDSHOX3/Animals/Sept08025.jpg

That little spot on his shoulder is his "reset" button.

We actually got Sarah so Norman would have an ally when we got a puppy. It backfired at first. He REALLY didn't like her. Over time, he developed a fondness toward her, and this deepened when we got Holly. He started to become protective of Sarah, and that has continued to this day. We had tried a kitten before Sarah, and she passed from an upper respiratory infection that she just couldn't fight off, no matter what we did for her. He was fond of that one. And he always tried to befriend my parents' cat, who wanted nothing to do with him (she is a classic case of not liking other cats). He was fine with DH's roommate's kitten, who was around the same age (and possibly from the same litter). But for some reason, Sarah just rubbed him the wrong way in the beginning. As I said, he is protective of her now, but he's mostly tolerant. They don't really cuddle. He much prefers Miah, the boisterous lab!

we had a nuetered tom cat who hated other cats so bad that when we moved in to take care of a friends house and 2 cats, we had to keep him locked in one room because if he got out he tried to kill the other cats with everything he had. He was a wonderful cat in every other way, one of the best cats I ever had. I guess some are just like that.

My Charlie (also tuxedo) was a shelter kitten. When we brought him home, we had four other cats. The only other male was Mischief, who was getting toward the end with kidney failure. Mischief was the only cat Charlie didn't torment. I describe him as a brat...he chases/bites the others, but isn't as horrid as some I've seen...except when he sees another cat out the window, then he has transferred aggression. He'll "turn on" the other cats in the house and, at first, would also come after us.

But he's the cat who's befriended our dogs. When our Hershey died (shortly after losing our little Maine Coon, Thea), Charlie went into a depression. We still had Honey (yellow Lab), but Honey wasn't thrilled with Charlie, so Charlie had no one to be buds with. The only other cat we had at the time (and still do) is Trouble....a really big female who doesn't like Charlie.

Enter Baffle...the pup who's now 16 months old. Charlie adores Baffle. He's constantly nudging up against him and then beating him up. Baffle just thinks cats play funny...he seems to love getting hit in the head (Charlie has no front claws because he was already so bad when we got him). And Charlie goes from head butts to biting in a heartbeat. He's definitely got mood swings. But he's not depressed anymore. And he's leaving Trouble alone a bit more. Except when there's a cat outside the window.

Barb and Baffle

My boyfriend's parent's cat didn't mind dogs so much. She "slapped" his parent's Cocker Spaniel puppy around a lot when he got in her space, which was kind of funny. She totally hated other cats though. When I came into the picture, she was introduced to two kittens and she hissed at them and scared them away and it was always like that. They were often separated, which was good for both his cat and the kittens. She was about 19/20 at the time and lived to be 20/21. She actually died around this time last year. I never really liked any cats until I met her, she was a sweet cat, minus her hate for other cats. :(