He wrinkled his nose and snapped his teeth at her when she tried to "pet" him, much like a cat would do. Hey. If she said he was, he may as well try to be. Instead of actually biting her, though, he shooed her away with a shake of his head.
"I WILL bite you, Olive Hornby. It'll be hard and it will hurt. You just try to pet me again. And you aren't my master. I could sit on you and crush you and kill you, you definitely aren't my master."
He reached over and wrinkled her hair after that, just to show her.
"I'm NOT Hitler!"
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