That's a pounce coming, for sure.

PeggyU-
A pounce, a scratch, a hiss, a kick-scratch, a bite, and lots of hair and carpet fibers flying around the room is what I see around the corner!

It gets brutal sometimes! I play rough with mine, so they stay in their game (they're indoor only, but if they ever get out and get in a brawl, their gonna hold their own.) Hell, I still have scars from the kick-scratches all over my forearms. When those rear claws are drawn and the hind-legs are digging in, flesh is torn away like a Hollywierd skank's panties in the V.I.P room at some dumbass club.

And before you ask, no, I'm not really the cat version of Michael Vick. :)

Just because you are paranoid, it does not mean that they are not after you.

"You smell of cigars and interns again, Bill!"

The expressions on those faces are just so classic, and some people say animals have no sense of humour?