This happened several years ago, but I thought you might enjoy it. My husband (ex now) made a rule that his dog, Tattoo, was not allowed in the living room. One night while we were sleeping in bed, my cat, Oliver, jumped on my chest, looked at me straight in the eye, meowed loudly, jumped down, and waited. He obviously wanted me to follow him, so I did. He led me directly to the living room where Tattoo was sitting. I never saw a cat look so proud and smug!
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12/10/04 at 11:54am