Cali has this really bad habit of sleeping between your knees at night. It is a fight to turn over, she is not happy to be awakened by a peaceful sleeper changing position. She has been known to bite a leg or foot to show her displeasure.
She also talks. She say "Milk" plainly when she wants some. She is very polite and says, "Thank You" when you let her in or out the door. She will ask a question when you have not added more food to her bowl by lifting her voice up at the end after several syllables asking, "More food?" It is uncanny how she can say, "Out" when you ask what she wants.
When his foot landed in his mind dream on his evil nemesis, in the night reality he landed a solid kick on Cali. She began to do her deep throated yowls yelling "OOOOOOUCH! OOOOOOOOUCH! OOOOOOOOUCH! OOOOOOOOOUCH!" on and on and on and on.
She continued to loudly yowl for what seemed like an eternity! I raced back to the bedroom thinking the cat was dying. DiNozzo was padding down the hallway, alert to the horrifying sounds emanating from the bedroom. Chloe stopped at the door, unwilling to enter the room for fear the cat would fly at her in revenge.
OOOOOOOOOOUCH! OOOOOOOOOOOUCH! OOOOOOOOOOOUCH! Cali yelled on. Frank was trying to calm her, stroking her back, feeling her legs, looking at her head. He finally looked at me and said, "What do I do?"
I couldn't answer him.......I was (as usual) rolling on the floor, nearly peeing on myself with laughter!