Bryan Dijkhuizen

My Cat Got Diagnosed With Autism Today

When my cat, Speedy, was a little kitten, she stole all kinds of stuff from us. Rings, earrings, hairbands, keys, you name it.

When we eventually noticed that these things were missing, we started looking everywhere in the house and the end we discovered that our cat, I’ll call her Speedy from now on, actually took these things and hid them under her bed.

There are probably loads of things to tell about Speedy that didn’t really make sense.


Don’t all cats have autism?

If we trust Kathy Hoopmann, they do.

What we know about the autism spectrum is still limited. But things, like don’t want to be touched, little to no communication, or repeating routines, are typical for people with autism, so why can’t we diagnose cats?

Speedy is just a perfect example of that. She hates too much attention but also wants it so badly. Or the fact that she is terrible with loud noises and changes in her daily routines.

Like the fact that when we moved. She was completely stressed out for weeks.

Speedy doesn’t like to be in places she’s not very familiar with. But when we moved back to our old place — she seemed to be fine, like she needed to be at her old place.


Speedy has a ghost friend

Some kids have imaginary friends.

Speedy has a ghost friend. Or foe, nobody knows. But something’s bothering her when she’s looking up an empty corner.

She first started doing this in the temporary house when we just moved in. It almost seemed like she was trying to protect us from the dark things happening in that house.

It appears to be that tortoiseshell cats are protective creatures. They seem to protect their humans from demonic activity.

My sister, Sanne, even heard weird voices during her sleep. Creepy.

The most terrifying part: Speedy was looking up to the corner where her ghost would be.

Another pretty creepy moment was that Speedy was looking up to the same old corner, and then suddenly, she rotated herself 180 degrees and jumped off the bed, and while doing that, she peed the room.

When we moved back, the paranormal speedy disappeared.


Wrapping Up

Obviously, we didn’t take Speedy to the vet to get her diagnosed, that’s probably not even possible but as an autistic person myself, I think I’m eligible to make the diagnosis myself.

So summing everything up gets me to a point where I’m pretty sure that Speedy is autistic.

Fits in the family. But we all love her and we wouldn’t want to live without this little freak.


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