Pretend pistols at 10 paces

Virg is just starting to walk. It was last Wednesday when he stood on his own two feet and took a couple of steps towards the object of his desire. No, it wasn't Mommy or Daddy, it was a ukulele. How cool is that!! But apparently our cat Olive doesn't think we should be so impressed with Virg. I mean, she can move from point A to point B just as well without walking on two legs. Does Virg think that moving around on all fours is too good for him? He thinks he's got to be better than the cat? While we were all outside the other day, Olive gave Virg the feline equivalent of a white glove slap to the face: a tail swish to the head. The duel was on! But Virg couldn't quite walk a full 10 paces, and Olive got distracted by a moth. So I guess it was a draw.

Daddy, I think Olive just wants a pet, not a duel.