I have a confession. One of my three (yea, yea) cats is batshit crazy. She's coo-coo for cocoa puffs crazy. She snorts, and sniffs, grunts and growls, and will bite if you rub her in the wrong way. I could go on and on but you smell what I'm steppin' in right?? I have NO idea how she ended up like this, because when she was a kitten she was totally normal. No, I did not abuse her in anyway - she's so spoiled rotten it's ridiculous.
But you see, Mr. P. has been determined to make friends with her. It's almost like it hurt his feelings when she growled at him. I tried to tell him that it was never going to work. I kept getting comments like this:
"but I don't understand...why doesn't she like me??"
"I'm gonna bring her treats everytime I come over and maybe then she 'll like me."
"If she sees me petting and holding the other cat, you think that'll help???"
"What if you brought her over to my house for a few days?? Maybe she'd get used to me."
Yesterday, she full on tried to attack him. I almost peed from laughing so hard. Ok, maybe I did just little bit.
Today, he emailed me a recipe for "cat stew." I think he's officially done trying to make friends.