At least, you'd think he'd be in trouble. But oh no, not Seville. He gets away with everything! Hmmph!!!
Many of you know how I have two marmalade brothers... Rushton and Seville. They're both pretty nice guys. I get along with them... most of the time. But they don't really like each other all that much. I don't know why. They're both marmalades. They could start a club or something. But no, instead they have agreed to disagree which usually means a lot of growling and an occasional hiss or spit.
The other morning, the two of them got into one of their moods. You know... face to face... nose to nose... growl to growl. Peep #1 gently moved in between them and said her usual - and oh so fruitless - spiel, "Love one another... you're brothers... yada yada yada..." We all tend to tune her out after the first few seconds. Then, the peep bent down and tickled the tops of their heads.
Rushton, being Rushton, looked up at the peep with his wonderfully angelic face, enjoying the top 'o the head tickles. Seville, on the other hand, stood up on his hind legs, reached out with both front paws and took a swipe at the peep. All claws were out. They had to be. The peep squealed. Aw, who am I trying to kid... she let out a scream so loud I'm surprised they didn't hear it on the space station. Got her hand out of the way mighty quickly, too.
Misdirected aggression... that was what she called it. Give me a break! I call it bad behaviour. But oh, no... like I said before, that Seville gets away with everything! I thought for sure he'd be in trouble this time. But no, the peep even made excuses for him like, "I should have known better" and, "It was my own fault."
I took a good look at the peep's hand. Oh, you should see it. There are at least eight distinct gouges in the skin. Five look like one very big paw did 'em all at once. The other three are split between her thumb and the other side of her hand. And one is super long... gotta be at least a mouse's tail length. Don't know how Seville managed that. He's a talented scratcher. I have to give him credit where credit is due. The peep will recover. She's been through this kind of thing before. She knows the drill.
I guess with Seville, once he gets his mad on, he's gonna lash out. The peep was foolish to volunteer him her hand.
I have to admit that I don't really get this misdirected aggression thing though. Probably 'cause I'd never dream of scratching the peep. Not ever! I love my peep way too much to hurt her like that. But don't let my good nature fool you. Anyone else out there who dares to hurt my peep should watch their back. I'd be on it in a second with all claws out... if you know what I mean. No one - and I mean no one - messes with my peep. Except... apparently... for Seville. Hmmph!