MaMA took this picture of me, and I agreed to post it if she would agree that I was more in the right than she was. Grudgingly, she conceded, so I’m allowing the picture. Let it stand as a lesson to her.
I was standing next to her on the couch. Well, to be precise, I was standing, and she was sitting. She was stroking my side and back and I was purring to show my pleasure and gently waving my tail to indicate approval.
Gradually, static electricity built up and what had been enjoyable became increasingly less so.
MaMA was deep in conversation with Charles and Daughter #2 and failed to notice when I switched to purring to comfort myself and thrashing my tail to indicate I wanted her to stop.
No, I didn’t move away, growl, miaow, or in any other way attempt to draw MaMA’s attention to my change in attitude.
I just — suddenly — snarled and bit and bit and bit.
I didn’t want to hurt her, even though she did ignore my ladylike signals, so I didn’t break the skin on her hand.
Naturally, she didn’t smack me, because she knew I wouldn’t have bitten her if I hadn’t been angry about something. I hurt her feelings, though, and she says she felt betrayed, especially since I did it in front of #2 Daughter, who is another cat lover. She was quite cross for days.
Therefore, we arranged this negotiated settlement, and MaMA promises to be more careful in the future.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: How do you show you’re unhappy and ready to bite?