Mr. Shei attacked my leg while inside the house with the door open and the screen door closed. There was a cat wandering around in the yard without the proper identification and Mr. Shei was absurdly upset that he had not been on duty to prevent the interloper entry. So, while I was yelling out through the screen door at the cat to flee, Mr. Shei (unknown to me at the time) was attacking my right leg. Holding on with paws and teeth. Fortunately he has no front claws and I was wearing jeans as I was heading to work soon. 5 small puncture wounds later and he is on my list of people under 2 feet tall that I don't trust. He wouldn't let me talk to him, touch him, pass him or get near him, and since I couldn't get past him I had to go outside and get Jim's yucca branch (for the diggeradoo that never was) and bring it in to the house to clear a path for myself. It's a little unwieldly because it is about 7 feet long but Mr. Shei wouldn't try to attack the yucca so I was able to back him away long enough so I could get my stuff and leave for work. No I didn't swat at him with it. Just used it as a shield.
I have decided that like Voldemort in the Harry Potter series Mr. Shei is going to be known by the additional nickname of He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, evil as he is and seemingly wanting to kill me economically or emotionally. After that, after he is gone, he will be known as The-Cat-Formerly-Known-As-Mr. Shei.
I think he just wanted to kick some butt that morning.
Yes, I had a bad day at work after that start.
See, true life is stranger than fiction.
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Oh wow! My sweet little Mr. Shei Shei?!? Maybe you were sending away his "girlfriend" and he just didn't want you to know that they were "friends'!!!
You just can never tell with animals can you!
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