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Cat adventures with Bill and Ted.
So early this morning Ted was upstairs meowing his head off. He wanted to get into the office. I called "Ted" at least ten times to get him to come down stairs. The meowing just louder.
Time for a plan. I used "confuse a cat".
I called out "Bill". There was complete silence in reply. I called "Bill" again and Ted came running down the stairs to tell me he wasn't Bill, he was Ted, and that Bill was sitting next to me.
Bogus. 🤭
When I call out for my daughter my dog will try to knock her down to get to me first. He thinks it's a race.
aww, 💞
He doesn't have to hurt her. He chooses to.
oh, that's not cool
So you could say he wakes up and chooses violence
He's just ruff.
He’s got a bone to pick with her
I accidentally taught all three of our cats their names were "sit".
"sit". All three stop whatever they were doing and comes running to me, demanding for food.