My cat, Collette, has been unusually reluctant to bite my feet this morning. That's probably because she senses the thunderstorm we're likely to get today. Her kinder, gentler behavior has rubbed off on me. A little while ago, she started scratching the back door. Ordinarily, I'd admonish her or pick her up and put her by the scratching post. Today, however, I sang to the tune of "Jimmy Mack" by Martha & The Vandellas, "Kitty! Kitty! Oh, kitty cat, why are you doing that?"
I'd like to think my unorthodox reaction worked. Collette stopped scratching the back door--eventually.
