I thought I was mortified when, in ignorance, I expressed the belief that Bugs’s little nipples were [ahem] pimples. Turns out, I didn’t know from mortified. Now I am mortified for sure.
Our dear fellow blogger LifeWith4Cats has just posted one of her typically awesome totally information-filled and adorable bulletins.
I have come to learn the true meaning of mortified.
In my defense, though, come on. Wouldn’t you agree that if you had a cat that nips at you, you’d feel pretty scared? If that cat looks at you like this?
Wouldn’t you kind of want to [ahem] nip that behavior in the bud? Before it escalates into total amputation of various extremities?
I would agree with that. Wouldn’t you?
It seems the right answer, as those of you who already know can see this coming, would be “no.” Come to find out that Bugs was expressing love? By nipping??
Talk about misunderstanding. I could smack myself upside the head.
Except that I’m so, so happy.
Look at this: