Apparently it's the age-old problem of guys not understanding what gals are saying.

At about the first "WHY?" our lone semi-female Bela jumped in the middle of my desk, knocked my keyboard and a pile of papers mostly on the floor, and started "answering" the rant. She didn't seem to pick up on the image, but she heard a fight and was obviously ready to join in.

Vincent, our young philosopher wandered slowly over and peeked around the computer, but it's impossible to know whether he was curious about the video sound or just curious about what Bela was upset about.

Bela either decided that it was Vincent's fault ... or just that "you guys are all alike" .. and lashed a barage of claws at Vinnie, who retreated to the other end of the desk behind the computer.

I killed the sound, but Bela continued her rant at "anybody and everybody in general" for a while; and I had to "physically remove" her from the desktop when she threatened to tip the monitor over.

Five minutes later, Vincent was still sitting behind the computer with a "what the f***k! was she talking about?" expression on his face. (Uncertain whether he was referring to the cat in the video or to sister Bela.)

Meanwhile, Boris Bat, the elderly male, just sat on the floor the whole time screaming "Doesn't anybody here realize it's time for my breakfast?". (But he does that every morning.)

Ten minutes later, Bela is sitting on the table in the dining room, glaring at the world from her "assault posture" looking like "gimme a male - any male- and I'll claw the s**t out of 'em."

John