
Tonight, we were having a little fun in the livingroom. Ezekiel was all wound up and cornering L.E. (the ultra fat cat). We were laughing and having a good time...possibly encouraging Ezekiel to harrass L.E. (*ahem*)
Just revving the little tyke up and letting him go:
/sigh and then it backfired. And it was all mine and Marty's damn fault. L.E. kept raising his paw to Ezekiel, but neither of us thought that he would get Ezekiel - he has never attacked him. Ezekiel cornered L.E. (and there was food in the vicinity) and L.E. just launched himself on Ezekiel's face. It was so terrible. So here's a picture...it really makes me terribly sad

HOWEVER - you see all of those tears? Those are not from L.E. getting him. Nope, he didn't cry even once after it happened. Those tears are because I just took my chocolate ice cream away from him. (he got ice cream because I felt so painfully guilty for letting him harrass the kitty...not just letting him, but ENCOURAGING it).
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