The Human said my penance was to examine my conscience
and then say six Hail Marys and promise not to bite the guests
anymore. We'll see.
Surprisingly, she looked and sounded and smelled okay, so I made an appearance. I even walked up and gave her some good sniffs. She was enchanted with me (as who would not be?) and I with her (well, as enchanted as I get with Other Humans).
My Human handed her my favorite brush, and I was ecstatic! Until I wasn't and, yes, I put the bitey on her. Evidently, the Human considered that very extremely naughty host behavior. I drew blood too, though to be fair the visitor was, like the Human, rather an Old Lady and is it my fault they have paper-thin old-lady skin?
Our gracious visitor took it in stride and apologized to me for doing the brushies wrong. I magnanimously forgave her as the Human fetched the Bactine and a Band-Aid.
What a bunch of crybabies Humans are!