This is another one of those “it really happened” comics. I was working at the dining room table one night and heard Hazel’s battle cry down by my feet. Olive was whoopin’ on her and being kind of a dork, so I laid a hand on her and actually asked her to stop. Seems a little silly to talk to a cat like that, but she looked me directly in the eyes as if she understood.

And then, NOM! She bit me and ran away. And that’s when I was reminded that you can’t reason with a cat. Especially when the cat’s name is Olive.