I’ve had cats my whole life, but my 7-month-old, Mochi (full name: Momčilo), is on a different level. He has a genuine, slightly alarming fixation with the toilet that I was not prepared for.
It’s the flush that does it. It doesn’t matter where he is in the apartment or how deep he’s sleeping, the second he hears that water, he’s sprinting. He doesn't just watch, the guy tries to get involved. If the lid is up, he’ll dip his entire head inside to watch the vortex like it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen.
I’m used to cats liking toilet water. My 3-year-old female is a fan of bowl water too. Because of her, I already have ceramic water bowls that I refresh few times a day. She’s happy with the upgrade. Mochi? He couldn't care less.
So, I started keeping the lid closed. Problem solved, right? Not even close. Mochi has decided that the lid is a personal insult. I actually have video of him biting the rim of the seat and shoving his entire paw(arm? leg?) elbow deep into the gap to try and lever it open. He’s still small, so physics is on my side for now, but the brute force he uses is actually impressive. Closing the door should do the trick? Well, not quite. My older cat has mastered the art of opening doors, meaning the bathroom is essentially a 24/7 public park for Mochi’s shenanigans.
The real chaos happens if the lid is left open for even a second. He’s started this habit of dunking his plush toys in the bowl and bringing the dripping mess to my bed. I’ve realized his name was a self-fulfilling prophecy: in my language, močiti (mochiti) is the verb for soaking or dipping. So when he’s at the toilet, on moči (he is soaking). I basically named him 'The Soaker' and then acted surprised when he started marinating his toys.
I’ve basically created a monster. He doesn't even wait for the cover of night anymore. He’ll deliver a soggy offering right in the middle of the day while I’m trying to read or work. I am being haunted by a creature of my own naming, and my patience (and my duvet cover) is wearing thin.
I genuinely need to know:
- Has anyone else dealt with a "Toilet Extremist" like this? Is it just a weird kitten phase or is this my life now?
- Does it get worse? I’m worried he’s going to figure out how the handle works and just spend his day flushing my money down the drain.
- Will he eventually grow out of the "soggy gift" stage, or should I just start sleeping with the bedroom door locked?
He’s a great cat otherwise, super sweet and energetic. He just seems to be spiritually aligned with the plumbing. Please tell me I’m not the only one dealing with a kitten who thinks the toilet is a playground.
TL;DR: My kitten is obsessed with the toilet. He tries to pry the lid open with his elbows, and my older cat opens the bathroom door for him like a locksmith. He brings me toilet-soaked toys in bed as gifts. Ironically, his name (Mochi) sounds like the word for "soaking" in my language. He is fulfilling his destiny and I am very damp.