i decided to ply momcat with tuna -- i hear that's the way to any kitty's heart. i opened a can and went out to the breakfast room where she was sitting on the sofa, sat on the floor and offered her the tuna. she told me she was going to kill me. "smell it!" i said, "it has tuna-ey goodness!" she was not pleased. "taste it!" i suggested. i put the tuna down in front of her and she ran under the sofa.
she really hates me.