When I was around that age I used my old cats tail as a microphone
He gave me a clear growl and hiss that he was not appreciating my antics. I continued to use his tail. He whipped around and bit me right on my nose. I still have the scar.
I never used his tail like that again and he never bit me again. That kinda sounds like I punished him, but I learned my lesson and how he liked to be treated so I never gave him a reason to bite me
I was a big animal lover as a kid. I was also, unfortunately, entirely too small to carry any of the animals I loved. That didn't stop me from trying, though, and I apparently used to grab our cat under it's arms and "carry" it around with me. My mom was horribly worried about the cat. My dad told her "if it bothers the cat, the cat will do something about it, and then she won't bother the cat anymore."
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This is equal parts a commentary on learning to respect animals boundaries as it is the different parenting techniques between mothers and fathers
He gave me a clear growl and hiss that he was not appreciating my antics. I continued to use his tail. He whipped around and bit me right on my nose. I still have the scar.
I never used his tail like that again and he never bit me again. That kinda sounds like I punished him, but I learned my lesson and how he liked to be treated so I never gave him a reason to bite me
.
This is equal parts a commentary on learning to respect animals boundaries as it is the different parenting techniques between mothers and fathers