I have been soundly cussed out. This afternoon, I was playing a computer game, when Opie decided to sit on top of my monitor. This would not have been a problem, except for the fact that he chose to dangle his tail infront of the screen.
Needing to see what I was doing, I reached up and gently brushed his tail aside. Opie proceeded to swat my hand and call me some rather unflattering names. (I don't understand the words but I recognize the tone of voice.)
He flounced down off of the computer, sat on the ottoman near my desk and continued his stream of invective. Since I was ignoring him, he went out to the family room, jumped on Bill's lap and told HIM the story.
A few minutes later, Bill was on his way to the bathroom and I told him what Opie had done. Bill said, "THAT'S what Opie was telling me about!" He thought that Opie was ratting out the other cats.
Needing to see what I was doing, I reached up and gently brushed his tail aside. Opie proceeded to swat my hand and call me some rather unflattering names. (I don't understand the words but I recognize the tone of voice.)
He flounced down off of the computer, sat on the ottoman near my desk and continued his stream of invective. Since I was ignoring him, he went out to the family room, jumped on Bill's lap and told HIM the story.
A few minutes later, Bill was on his way to the bathroom and I told him what Opie had done. Bill said, "THAT'S what Opie was telling me about!" He thought that Opie was ratting out the other cats.