I may have found the solution!

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My one year old cat, Timothy, has been quite the problem child since he's been living with me. He was rescued by a local shelter last year when he was weeks old. He'd been living on the streets with his sister. No mother was ever found. I purchased him from the rescue and had no idea the problems that were coming along with him. In the time I've had him, I've been scratched from head to toe (mostly hands, arms, legs and feet, but sometimes in the face) and he's bitten my hands and feet a lot. He didn't like being picked up but he's beginning to get used to it (just a little). This week I bought a can of compressed air. I happened upon a blog written by a veterinarian who has witnessed kittens/cats like my Timothy and he swears by these cans of air. So I got one. Turns out I don't have to press it very hard. The least little hiss the air makes coming out sends Timothy running for the hills! Most times I don't even have to press it. I show him the can and he stops whatever he's doing. I sleep with that can now. If he wakes me up doing something he should not be doing, I press it (when I'm half asleep or more, I have no clue how hard I'm pressing it, but it stops him cold). And then he snuggles down with me to sleep. My feet haven't been bitten in a couple of days and that's real progress. I could write a book with all the things I've tried to teach this little creature right from wrong. Yesterday, I found him up against an electrical outlet, chewing on the plug. I hit the compressed air and then sprayed the cord and plug with bitter apple and I haven't seen him there since. But I have to keep watching him. This morning, he was trying to eat my sweeper. Worst that will happen there is he'll break a tooth (or break my sweeper). But at least he won't get electrocuted. No wonder I can't sleep! Claudia image is my problem child