We're Both in the Doghouse Now

You know, it's amazing the noises a hoomin will make when you bite them, isn't it? And really I think she had it coming. I was innocently playing with her hair. It's so much fun when the ends fly everywhere on the pillows from the fan, and I have to try to catch it. It's a really fun game.

I got into it like I always do. But she fusses about this. So this morning she was trying to retrieve her hair ends from my paws; I ended up biting her with my Mighty Jaws of Doom. What else was I to do? She had captured both my paws!

..... on reflection, I might have bitten a lil too hard with my Mighty Jaws of Doom...

And ok, maybe I didn't let go right away. Probably, I did in fact hit bone too. But did that justify that awful screeching noise? I think not.

She wanted me to say goodbye this morning but I kept a dignified distance. Maybe tonight I will be willing to talk to her again.

- Toby, Yours in Sulking

Mom's Note:

The thing about Toby is, he is VERY big and VERY strong. His lineage is either Maine Coon or bobcat. His bone structure is just massive. That doesn't always come across in the pictures. If he weren't typically a laid back, relaxed cat I could never have kept him when he grew up. This morning when he bit, he wouldn't let go, hence the screeching.