Smokey the Cat Gets a Time Out
Last week, Smokey and I got along famously. Boss was away, and we respected each others space. He even refrained from jumping at my feet each time I walked past him. This morning is a bit different. He took up the hobby of foot preying again, and he’s now paying for it in the bathroom with a time-out. Hasn’t worked in the past, however we try and try. At least he’s not going for my face again (In case you don’t know, he tried to bite my face off once, and nearly succeeded).