Harris is a brave (and entitled) little guy but he didn't like the sound of my electric hand mixer in HIS kitchen the other night. A less courageous cat would flee, but Harris chose to confront the danger — up to a point. His safe distance was a few inches beyond the kitchen threshold.
In these photos he is glaring with widened pupils, and was on the verge of puffing up his tail fur and being hissy-growly, but I talked him out of it.
I guess I should do a lot more baking so he gets accustomed to it.