I imagine it is. I count myself lucky that only one of ours ever does that, and my cat happens to hate that one's guts to the point that she flies in attack whenever he gets near me.

Hmm. Eh, chalk it up to dream duels. More fun.

Yay book. I'm hoping to pull my scattered wits sufficiently together this evening to get some more of it read. I spent all weekend with every coherent minute sunk into webpage work. Stupid geekness.