I walked by the bathroom and Kat was sitting on the sink. She hissed at me. I took my hand and I pushed her rump so she flew out the door into the hall right into the path of the golden retriever.
I know I know thats mean. But it is not animal abuse. If it was into the path of the Rottie that would be animal abuse.
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