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When people meet Natasha, she will either be aloof or offer her ears for an appropriate scratching. But everyone sees this pretty girl and wonders why I refer to her as Queen Natasha the Evil.
When you see her with the pack and she simply walks through them as they move out of her way, you see the Queen part pretty quickly. And even when she is just sitting in the car, people will comment on how self-assured and confident she is. But Evil?
For that you need to see her routine behavior around the house. Walking past Rusty who is sleeping on the couch, grabbing him by the neck, and pulling him into mid-air so he pulls a Wile E Coyote look for a half second before he crashes to the ground while she continues to walk across the room. Walking over the top of a sleeping Qannik making sure all four paws make connection. Waiting until everyone else is finished with their meal before starting and then slowly savoring every bite as they watch. Now you are beginning to get the idea.
And when we brush her she can purr as we brush her chest, neck and shoulders and growl as we brush her back half (and pity your attempts to brush haunches and tail). Thus she can purr and growl all in the same brush stroke.
But walking yesterday was a classic mixture of the royalty, the self-confidence, and the growl all in one package. We reached 80 degrees (26 C) here at the house (I know, I know, but that is hot for us) and, thus, the walk was moving slow. A bee buzzed down starting from the left.
Rusty did his duck and weave as the bee buzzed around his head. Cheoah and Kodiak each shook their heads as the bee buzzed around their ears. Qannik backed off and Kiska drifted away.
Not Natasha. She just kept walking forward as the bee started circling her head. Nary an ear flicked. She never shook. And yet the bee kept circling. Natasha slowly turned her head until she was looking directly at the buzzing bee hovering a mere two inches away from Natasha’s nose. Natasha curled her lips back, bared teeth, and growled at the bee. The bee flew away.
Queen Natasha the Evil.
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