I try to tell them off, but it usually ends in me laughing. Yesterday MacGyver was running around the living room. I heard him behind the couch doing something that probably would not be approved of that included my couch coming in contact with his teeth. I smacked the couch and in a sturn voice said "D*** it, MacGyver- I'm gonna beat you!" Which of course I never would and he knows it's an empty threat. As soon as I said that he came racing out, jumped on the couch with me, did a flying leap onto the floor, took of running into the kitchen and did a sliding stop into the fridge. :roll: :lol: