Our youngest daughter decided to adopt a stray cat.
To my distress, he began to use the back of our new sofa as a scratching post.
“Don’t worry,” my husband reassured me, “I’ll have him trained in no time.”
I watched for several days as my husband patiently “trained” our new pet.
Whenever the cat scratched, my husband deposited him outdoors to teach him a lesson.
The cat learned quickly. For the next 16 years, whenever he wanted to go outside, he scratched the back of the sofa.
So who trained who ?
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