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Am feeling some sort of perhaps inordinate amount of pride at how many brains I have eaten thus far--perhaps i am more alluring than I thought.

Karma

I rarely get very scared, even by the unexpected.

But Kitten just walked up behind me--and sometimes the girls can be so quiet! I turned to get something, working in the kitchen, and there she was, holding the Ballerina Poodle up for me to take, and I actually jumped into the air and yelled, not figuratively, but literally, about six inches off the ground, limbs spasming, and a good, old-fashioned, "Rahh!" ripped out of me by the unexpectedness of it all.

Fortunately, Kitten thought it was all a game, and didn't get scared. Sometimes you can stub your toe on something, and the bang and the loud cursing makes her think you are yelling at her. And then she starts crying this heartbroken sniffling thing, and it eats your soul.