nlbarber

Been there, seen that. Was my friend Denise's 'fraidy cat Max (not Boober, the big and stupid one would just have done the broken toy thing tangled in the lights...really dumb "Why can't I move Mom?") who was playing with bags and got partway inside a crackly plastic handle bag. High speed brownian cat motion. Couldn't do anything until she fetched up with a thump against the dryer, by which time we were both laughing so hard we could hardly stand up. And that was the end of habituating Max to Robert.