Cats are so funny to pick on sometimes. I remember when I was in college, I had this friend that had this huge orange tom cat named Chester, that got so angry if someone ever farted.
Of course this made everyone try to fart whenever they were around the cat. Whenever someone would fart, the cat would kind of howl or hiss, and then run out of the room.
There was this one time Chester was just lying peacefully on the sofa and this fat kid from school (named Barry) came and sat near him and released a silent but extremely stinky fart. Chester kept lying on the sofa looking at us giggling with paranoid eyes. Suddenly his eyes got real big as if I’m sure he got his first whiff of the gas, he jumped up and attacked Barry’s face and then ran out of the room.
Barry had a scar on his face for weeks after that!
So.. um, Barry... did the scar heal up nicely?!!! :)
Barry should have known you don’t mess with Chester