…is not a problem.
It happened like this: I was watching the birds flit from tree limb to tree limb.
I had their motions calculated. I could have had any one of them if I’d been outside. But I’m inside. Inside is limited in some ways but I have toys and new-staff.
Then the dog appeared. But I didn’t hear it.
See? Not to be trusted.
Probably was plotting my demise.
I responded with old instincts not seen in this age. I certainly didn’t intend to be caught exercising a well guarded secret feline power. (I hope this doesn’t find its way the internet.)
The power stare had the desired effect.
The dog was completely compliant and showed proper manners from that point on.
Well, to be honest, I suppose the dog had not showed any signs of aggression ever.
But she startled me. She shouldn’t have been so quiet. Cats are quiet. Normal dogs aren’t quiet but this one is. Hmm. That means this dog is not normal.
See? Not to be trusted. I’ll keep watch.
Wednesday’s Next Report.
