When I stop patting him to go do whatever it was I was doing, he lunges at my legs and tries to herd me back to where the loving was happening by biting my ankles and feet.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Dangers of the Outside World
When I go outside to hang out clothes or garden, Michael-cat races from where ever he is to my side to nag at me for pats.
When I stop patting him to go do whatever it was I was doing, he lunges at my legs and tries to herd me back to where the loving was happening by biting my ankles and feet.
When I stop patting him to go do whatever it was I was doing, he lunges at my legs and tries to herd me back to where the loving was happening by biting my ankles and feet.
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