I dunno what I was expecting when the Woman came back from walking for boobies, but this limping lump of do-nothing wasn't it. Doods, she's, like, just THERE and not doing anything.
Well, she's barking. Seriously. She sits there and barks.
I'm not sure, but I think she might have licked a dog while she was walking and caught dog-cooties. This is making it very difficult for me to want to sit on her and purr, just in case her brains have turned into woofie-mush and she tries to lick me and pass the cooties along. I'll risk a few people cooties, but I have my limits.
Maybe Buddah will risk it. I think he's part woofie, anyway.
He owes her, too. She was sitting here minding her own business, and he head-butted her ouchie foot, right where it hurts the most.
It must have been one hell of an Ouch Moment, because she went to her stabby guy and he's sending her to see a stabby guy who does nothing but look at feet all day. She's not happy, but that's what she gets for not practicing her walking enough. Clearly, she needed more...