Every time I turn around, there it is. I go one way and it always seems to go the other. It's mocking me and it's out of control.
::Whispers:: It's like it has a mind all its own. Any tail that pesky needs to be taught a lesson.
So I chase it. A lot. It tries to hide from me, but it's no match for my hunting skills. Mom even noticed it's even resistant to being photographed... look.
|Tail? What tail?
|You can try to hide in the shadows, but I see you!
For reasons I can't understand Mom seems to side with Mr Tail. Just as I am doing a series of full-twisting bounces over her - I am placed on the floor! Repeatedly.
She has no idea the danger a rogue tail can cause.