Savannah Super Cat
So late last night/early this morning Taz decides he's going to attack my arms while I'm sleeping. He totally lost it and the wild came out. My arms are torn up and it's like he didn't recognize me. I'd had enough so I picked him up, put my mouth to his stomach and bit a little. Not enough to hurt him, but to make a point. I also growled while I was doing this. Put him down and he was like "What the heck?", jumped off the bed and didn't bother me the rest of the night. Almost like a momma cat saying "knock it off". Am I just crazy or is he really getting the point? Any thoughts?