So my Sabrina is a tiny black moggie, Harry is her son and is much bigger. They mostly have a great mother/son relationship.... Wash each other, play together, play fight, eat together, snuggle up together. Occasionally Harry pushes his luck, and Sabrina puts him in his place. Harry is under no illusion that his Mum is the boss. Well today a lot of mail got delivered through the letterbox whilst Harry was in the hall.... He got completely freaked out and scarpered under the living room table and was visibly shaking, nervous and freaked out. Sabs calmly went under the table, licked his face and then tried her hardest to pick him up by the scruff of the neck to bring him to his basket :blush: now he's nearly a kilo heavier than her, but the sight of his Mum trying to appease him and take him to safety, despite his age and size was quite something to see, and made me well up with tears.