|Posted on March 7, 2011 at 6:48 PM|
My friend Andy is crashing at mine for a fortnight or so, and I warned him about ‘Tifa’s ways and that while he’s staying, it’s very much her home that he is the guest in, not mine. Some friends tend to doubt some of the stuff that I’ve posted on this blog over the years, suggesting that I exaggerate ‘Tifa’s temperament for cheap laughs or that she ‘really isn’t as much of a diva as you portray’. I promise that I don’t.
One particular warning that I gave Andy was that he shouldn’t touch her back legs because she doesn’t like it and will hit him. It’s a pretty simple warning that the wise would heed.
So what does he do?
Yup, plays with her back leg.
Predictably he gets a furry punch in response.
Unperturbed, he continues to goad her and touch her back legs again, and she gives him a proper clawing.
Still unperturbed, he continues to antagonise her by touching her back leg again: she digs both sets of front claws into his hand and proceeds to attempt to bite a chunk out of his knuckle.
Andy subsequently shows me his mutilated hand and expects me to sympathise and/ or chastise my Princess.
Sorry duckie – not going to happen!