Despite the promise about which they sang, my cat, Collette, and her offspring--who are inexplicably still kittens despite my first mentioning them on this blog in 2021--forgot to bite my feet last night.
To the tune of "Goodnight Tonight" by Paul McCartney & Wings, they sang, "We'll say it. We'll say it. We'll bite your feet tonight." Surprisingly, all of the cats were so enthralled with the conga line they'd created that biting my feet slipped their minds.
It was amusing to see them so uninhibited. I'm not going to remind them to bite my feet, though.
