Eloise was on her perch, eating her almond butter sandwich. Shadow was at her feet. Kiwi the Grey flew to the floor and veerrrry quietly waddled toward the dog.
Me: “Shadow! Watch out for Kiwi.”
Kiwi: (turns to glare at me)
Shadow: (huh? waiting for treats now!)
Kiwi: (turns back to Shadow) “You’re ok!”
Yes. She literally said that.
I got up, thinking either to scare her off of biting the dog’s feet or to snap a picture of her doing it. I hadn’t decided. By the time I had the camera, she had given up. And the cat was at the computer.
This scene could seriously happen on any given Friday night while I am in school