The only disagreements I have had between myself and the wife in 14 years is the **@# cat.
First of all she used to belt out kittens like crazy, and it was me who had to drown them (AWFUL job) Then I have taken her down to the RSPCA twice to be put down, and twice, the wife found out and snuck off and rescued her (at great expense) . Then once I grabbed her and thought "Aha got you, now you'ses going into the pool" What happens?? She struggled so much that I let go and had to have my lacerations attended to.
Now? at 15 years old she just sits on top of the 2 metre high fence and glares at me when I come in from work as if to say "You just touch me and you're going to be sorry"
The 14 year old deaf and smelly dog, on the other hand always wags her tail at me.
