We have two cats, littermates, Emma and Lizzie, 5 months old. They are aadorable, a daily clown and acrobat show, and we adore them. A couple of days ago, coming home from a bike ride, I dropped my shorts on the floor, Emma ran out to sniff at the crotch, and immediately recoiled. My partner got a little ceramic cat figurine. Lizzie is still not sure it’s OK, drops into attack posture whenever she walks in the room.