This has just been a fabulous commodity. Cruel as it may seem, the kitty/safety ratio has increased tenfold. Take for example last weeks uninhibited attack: Gus is taking an afternoon stroll around the house, all is calm, everyone is chill, so we decide to let Grace do a probabtionary 'wander around the house'. To our amazement, it was working! There was the occasional glance and hiss, but overall, so far so good. Then out of nowhere, blood curdling yowls filled room. What the f*ck! I run into the kitchen to find Grace and Gus intertwined, Grace spatting and choking on a chunk of Gus. I clap, stomp, and scream, and Grace darts off. BAD KITTY! I look over to find Gus slinking across the kitchen, tail between his legs, and a trail of kitty piddle behind him. The poor thing peed himself he was so scared. I felt awful. So, it was off to kitty jail for Gracie.
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You need a cat whisperer. It was great to see you tonight. I know you will have a fabulous time on your cruise. Can't wait to hear about it.
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