So this morning I had my shower cut short due to what sounded like a bear trashing the house. I get dressed and quickly dart out of the bathroom looking for the wife and kids all ready to be heroic. The sound was coming from our office so I made my way in there and saw something I'll never forget.
It wasn't a bear, it was Mrs. Serviam! going nuts and attacking the PC monitor with a crazed look I just can't describe! I jumped on her back, and after getting thrown off twice, was able to calm her down. After asking what would drive her to act in such a way, she pointed me to this:
Apart from a few outbursts here and there, she is doing better.