Oh dear, Maximus is currently sitting facing the wall with his back to us. He is turning around occasionally to be sure we have registered his disgust.
What did we do to this poor creature you may wonder? Firstly, we didn't give him any steak - he doesn't like it and won't eat it but still required some on the floor.
Secondly, he wasn't allowed to scratch on the new-ish sofa and...
Thirdly, I had the cheek to try and help him with his long-haired dangle berry problem by giving him treats and using special wipes to clean him up. Oh the indignity!
Will we ever be forgiven?!