Phoebe 1, Colie 0
I was at my computer near the back door, which was open slightly to let a breeze in, and Phoebe (our cat again as of 3 weeks ago) was poking her head in. She knows she's not allowed inside, but she guess she was feeling pretty bold.
me (politely): Phoebe, you can't come in here. Outside please.
phoebe: meow (no)
Then she walked straight towards the kitchen.
me: Where do you think you're going?
phoebe (with her nose in the air): meow
me(pointing to the door): Out Phoebe!
phoebe (snaps head around to glare at me): MEOW.
And then she went about snooping around the office, completely ignoring me when I tried to get her attention again! I got owned by a cat! That's not supposed to be how it works, right? When did I lose control? Did I ever have any or has she just been playing with me?
John says I just need to snap my fingers with authority next time. Are you sure that's all there is to it?
**I can't believe I'm posting a cat story. I guess I'm one of those people now. Get used to it :)
me (politely): Phoebe, you can't come in here. Outside please.
phoebe: meow (no)
Then she walked straight towards the kitchen.
me: Where do you think you're going?
phoebe (with her nose in the air): meow
me(pointing to the door): Out Phoebe!
phoebe (snaps head around to glare at me): MEOW.
And then she went about snooping around the office, completely ignoring me when I tried to get her attention again! I got owned by a cat! That's not supposed to be how it works, right? When did I lose control? Did I ever have any or has she just been playing with me?
John says I just need to snap my fingers with authority next time. Are you sure that's all there is to it?
**I can't believe I'm posting a cat story. I guess I'm one of those people now. Get used to it :)