While these little arguments are pretty normal, it's very disconcerting when they happen practically on top of me!
And I have to share a story from yesterday morning. When I take a shower, Melly usually sits on the edge of the tub between the shower curtain and the clear liner curtain, watching the water. Yesterday, Melly tumbled into the tub, recovered her balance, then sat in the tub with her front half behind the liner curtain and her back half exposed to the shower spray. Of course, being so floofy, she had no idea she was getting wet until her entire derrière and tail were soaked. When she discovered her soggy back half, she squeaked indignantly and leaped out of the tub, then proceeded to alternately shake and bathe herself for the next 45 minutes. She was still a little disheveled when I got home from work.