Scaredy-Cat?

You will have to forgive me if I seem out of sorts. I was very busy stalking something imaginary near the refrigerator. When the toaster popped up, I jumped straight up in the air, and She laughed at me! I was just showing off my great reflexes, but She called me Scaredy-Cat! She SO does not understand my motives, and I am feeling quite glum. I refused to eat any butter today, and did not give Her even one snuggle. I am sure that is teaching Her a lesson, and things will return to normal tomorrow. I ran around the house quite energetically, to show Her I am in control, and name-calling is not necessary. I am completely knackered now, and will find a nice, safe place - no, make that a daring place - to nap. As my dear friend says, Poodle Tip (get it?)