You got that right, casseyrod, and if you've ever noticed, that's when the insults and bingoes start.
The minute they are threatened and backed into a corner, they feel naked because they know that "giving it all up to stay home with Shitford" was the worst mistake of their lives. Like a skunk, corner it and it will spray you (I hate to use that analogy, I love skunks!) Same with a moo, it sprays you with insults, name calling and bingoes.
My cats are probably better painters than her kids are.
