An Accident

Brianna has long been in love with our cat Bogart. Despite my frequent reminders not to, she is constantly following him around, laying on him, hugging him, chasing him down, and sometimes yelling "SHUT UP!" at him when he's meowing. (Got that one from Daddy.) I have really been trying to communicate with her though that she needs to be gentle and nice with Bogart and that he doesn't always understand what she wants. So, today while she was eating her lunch Bree was swinging her legs under the table when Bogart walked past. Of course, she managed to kick him as he went by. Perhaps afraid of a reprimand she quickly turned to me and said "I didn't mean to Mom. It was an accident!"