Ok so here is the story. When I sleeping this morning and the alarm went off I heard Ping in the hallway carrying on a storm. Crying, calling making all kinds of racket. I think he was hungry and trying to wake me up because the polished off the dry food during the the night. I went back to sleep for 30mins then got up and fed them.
Later in the morning I was talking to hubby about Ping's crying that morning. I even went as far as to copy the best I could the calls Ping was making. Well Ping came running in the living room from another room, stood up on his hind legs, and when I looked at him he slapped me. I kid you not he slapped me. No claws were out just a paw slap in the face right beside my mouth. Then he walked away.
I have no idea what I said in cat language but he sure was mad at me. Mad enough to slap me. I sat there shocked while the hubby laughed his butt off.
Later in the morning I was talking to hubby about Ping's crying that morning. I even went as far as to copy the best I could the calls Ping was making. Well Ping came running in the living room from another room, stood up on his hind legs, and when I looked at him he slapped me. I kid you not he slapped me. No claws were out just a paw slap in the face right beside my mouth. Then he walked away.
I have no idea what I said in cat language but he sure was mad at me. Mad enough to slap me. I sat there shocked while the hubby laughed his butt off.