Froley must have been in a crappy mood that night. After the "incident", I handed him off to my wife so I could go assess and clean the damage. While away cleaning, my wife was holding Froley when suddenly *STRIKE*! She saw him striking at our dog, who was several feet away and in no way doing anything to intentionally threaten Froley. I think it must have been a warning strike because he didn't even get close to hitting the dog. Needless to say, Froley spent the rest of the night in his cage.

Yes yes yes, so I've been initiated to the "pooped on" club. Wonderful club to be a member of. Please don't tell me that I have to pay regular "dues"!