Abby: My first move is to descend from the chair above! I wrap a paw around her neck, all friendly-like, and begin to wash her head and ear. She can't resist it! I am going to move in for THE BITEY!
Oh, yeah! She's rolling! She's trying to kick, but I am quick. And I am still on top.
She is still on her back. Could it be she is down for the count? 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . ARRRGH! I get facewhapped! (tail fluffs up to raccoon size as she heads under the dining room table)
Stygia: First cat to run is the big loser!!! Never underestimate me, little sister.