thank you for the nice words

ill have to remember to have the camera nearby more often!
i wish i could have caught a video of what happened a couple hours prior when i was getting demons breakfast together.
i was by the back door measuring out various treats and supplements and koda was getting over excited watching me prepare the food (as she always does), demon strolled over to have a look too (hes not overly bothered about the whole affair) and koda tried to snap at him. he growled a little, she growled back, it was turning into a growl-off when i hear this little pitter-pat sound coming from behind me.
i turn to see petra --my tiny 18 year old arthritic black cat, stubborn matriarch with more great-grand-kittens across ireland than you can count-- galloping out from the kitchen.
she goes straight to the back door, right up to these huge dogs both 20 times her size growling away, smacks the glass with her paw, does a little hiss, then trotts back to the kitchen as two silent and stunned dogs watch her go and wonder what just happened.
i tried to go back to preparing the food but had to take a break as i couldnt stop laughing.
last month she broke up (and won) a nasty catfight between a stray and my big 4y/o cat hunter in about a second flat before running back to her own business. but this is a BIG step up in cat ballsiness.
its like nobody can fight without petras conscent, even if those fighting could easily eat her up
