Lately Sallie has been having a problem: her ID tag becomes lodged in the decorative metal of her food/water dish. When she tries to pull away, the whole food dish mysteriously chases after her, sending her into a flurry of fur and scattered food. Usually her rodeo-like gyrations dislodges the tag from the dish within a few feet. However, last night the food dish won the rounds.
I was sitting down with a bowl of ice cream to watch Whose Line Is It when an explosion of noise sounded behind me. Sallie took off running, sending water and food flying in all directions. The silver dishes landed some 5 feet away while Sallie continued her furry flurry across the room. Her back legs kicked up in the air just like a horse, trying to free herself from the evil grasp of the metal base. She paused, panting, by the stairs, then shot off for her place of refuge: under the futon. I managed to grab the food dish, dragging Sallie along with it, out from under the futon. It took some wrestling to get her free. As I mopped up the lake of kitty water, cursing and laughing at the same time, she looked on from around the corner, dejection personified. By the time I got the camera out she came out of hiding and pretended like nothing happened...but not before coming back to her restored food dish to give it a sniff and look at it as if to say, "WHY?!"
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