You did not obey March 5, 2008
Yesterday morning I was sewing in the basement. Caleb came down to visit me, and as he is not tall enough to close the door from the stair-side, Ebony, our cat, came down as well. They played a little bit, and then Ebony headed back to the stairs. Caleb followed, and said “Ok kitty. Let’s go upstairs.”
I continue sewing. A couple minutes later, when they had almost reached the top of the stairs, the rest of the conversation went like this:
“No, kitty. I said no. What did I say? I said go upstairs. I said go upstairs. You did not obey.”