Really?

[mscontrarymary]

My phone was under the cat.

Now it's somewhere under the sofa and still going off, and the cat isn't talking to me.

You're such a fish!

ETA: Had to use a broom handle to get it out. Cat convinced that I was going to hit him with it. (Look, there was this one time where I didn't prop it up properly and he headbutted it...) I kind of hate you. Just

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[jumperfkr]

Give him a bit of time. He'll cool down.

[mscontrarymary]

Oh, I'll feed him and all will be forgiven.

[mscontrarymary]

OH. Sorry. I thought you meant the cat. I hope he does, I feel pretty awful.

[jumperfkr]

Yeah, I was just going to say, I meant the other one. Who probably won't eat anything you give him, no matter how hard you try.

[mscontrarymary]

I could just give him a tummy rub instead?

[jumperfkr]

Only if you want your hand clawed off.

[mscontrarymary]

I suppose I could just settle for behind the ears. (I don't blame him, Murphs doesn't like tummy rubs either.)

[jumperfkr]

Probably best to just give him a bit of room to breathe. The whole thing overwhelmed him pretty badly, and he had a bit of a panic.

I'm trying to get him to go out with the lads on Friday. He might even enjoy himself after a little while.

[mscontrarymary]

To that daft quiz night? He might be good at that, actually- all the trivia and that. You might even win.