A former family cat used to do something similar: aggravate my mother until she snapped and lunged for the cat, possibly with felinicidal intentions. B.J. would then lead mom a merry chase throughout the house, with a slight advantage in that he could dash through the hole that had been specially cut for him in the door leading to the basement ... mom, of course, had to pause long enough to actually open the door.
Fireheart: someday I want to get a Tonk. They sound like a fascinating breed.
I've never heard that, but I love it!
Fireheart: someday I want to get a Tonk. They sound like a fascinating breed.
Quoth Barracuda
View Post
Comment