At 5:30 am this morning, howls emanated from the darkened bedroom. The Cat decided to make a preemptive strike against Oscar, and the extremity exposed from underneath the comforter was a nice, cat-mouth sized toe. Stealthily the cat made his way onto the bed and struck with fierce determination. The whole toe, in one bite, into the gaping kitty-maw...That was how we woke from peaceful slumber this Christmas morn. Apparently, cats have no respect for Holidays, nor their humans for that matter.
Both feline and human lived to fight another day, and I am looking forward to the next campaign!
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