Yes, Mikey, my cat, is in the doghouse again. He attacked me. Not an uncommon occurence. This time, there was more than the usual force and fury behind the assault. I countered with a super-soaker and spritzed him enough to get the message across.
Now we're not speaking. He will eventually become contrite. I will eventually forgive him. But right now, we're ignoring each other.
Am I the only one sufficiently demented to feud with a feline? Do you ever get angry enough at your pet that you sulk, feud, ignore, give the cold shoulder?