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That's a female for ya! It's on her terms.![]()
Not to be catty, but that's been my experience in life.

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That's a female for ya! It's on her terms.![]()
Use whatever Phil was posting with yesterday ? Mixed the wormer in with some canned TOTW dog food.
Scaredy made contact with the Princess yesterday, and allowed the Princess to pet her today. Her 'safe zone' is the walkway from the parking area to the deck and the deck steps. She will not allow me to touch her unless she is in her safe zone.
Scaredy is royally PO'd at me. I've been fighting a major flea outbreak and decided that Scaredy needed to be treated. Monday night as I was petting her with my right hand I took my left hand filled with flea powder and rubbed it into her back. She took off like a cat shot in the ------------ and stayed away all day yesterday. She came out at feeding time last night and smelled my hand, but would not trust me to pet her. Who can blame the girl ?
Scaredy is royally PO'd at me. I've been fighting a major flea outbreak and decided that Scaredy needed to be treated. Monday night as I was petting her with my right hand I took my left hand filled with flea powder and rubbed it into her back. She took off like a cat shot in the ------------ and stayed away all day yesterday. She came out at feeding time last night and smelled my hand, but would not trust me to pet her. Who can blame the girl ?
Sour, how dare you?!? You're going to need some roses and chocolate....
or tuna and catnip![]()
Scaredy is royally PO'd at me. I've been fighting a major flea outbreak and decided that Scaredy needed to be treated. Monday night as I was petting her with my right hand I took my left hand filled with flea powder and rubbed it into her back. She took off like a cat shot in the ------------ and stayed away all day yesterday. She came out at feeding time last night and smelled my hand, but would not trust me to pet her. Who can blame the girl ?