Dad scared me when he came in the door the other day. He pushed open the door, not knowing I was right behind it, exploring, and up I went. I jumped sideways and skittered over towards the coffee table.
My back was to him, and he walked over to me and, without meaning to, I'm sure, scared the crap out of me AGAIN! I jumped, turning in mid air and landing all out of sorts.
I guess I was just particularly edgy that day, for whatever reason. Who the hell knows. I'm sure he didn't do this on purpose, but it irritated me that they both laughed heartily at this, something for which I will repay them. Many times over. Just wait and see.
Mom likes to hide behind the front door when dad comes home and jump out, yelling "Boo!" He'll deny it, but she gets him almost every time. Maybe I'll try that when they least expect it.
Dad tries to do the same to her, but he usually fails. I'll think of something else for her. Some day.