Well, that's when she dropped a book on my head (a "metafor", I think it is called). She said it was because I bit her tail some Big Moon ago! Cheese, just because it was twitching so wildly an I thought it was a snakey an grabbed it (a lot more gentley than she will have you think), she is mad at me all this time. An she says I dont groom her as often as she does me (hey, remember? She bites my ears afterwards). An she says I sniff her butt too much (I'm jus trying to find out what she's been eating outside - usually froggies, YUCK).
So it seems she has been gettin all wound up for a while, so we cleared the air and discussed it. I'm a good negotiator; she promised not to take any more piciatures of me in the litterbox, not to bite my ears for a Big Moon, an only eat her share of the wet dinner food. I said I wouldnt bite her tail again if she didnt twitch it too much. LOL, I promised nuthin! So whose the sneaky one? :)