We were out of cat food for about 18 hours. And if he is not getting fed, then our big orange tabby will be biting the nearest leg. After he bit me and drew blood last night, I spent the early part of this morning avoiding the cat altogether.
The kids an I ran to get cat food this morning. So Other Kitty, OK, Old Man, Fatty, Fat-Cat, Grumpy, Stupid @#)*(@#, whatever you want to call him, is happy again. Happy enough that he just let The Princess dress him up in her Uniqua Halloween costume from back in 2006.
The cat seemed thrilled that I was there to rescue him from Dress-up Time. But he bit me yesterday.
Some people might not hold a grudge against a starving animal. But I am not one of those people. My leg still has teeth marks on it. So I went to grab the camera before I freed him.
*Thanks to Father of Five and sorryrogeryoutigernow.com for the title idea.