After I heard him talk I backed up into the bookcase screaming my head off. "HA!!! O-Oh Shit! Demon Owl!," I then started to use my paws to throw books at Owlicious, which good thing he is still as fast for his age, he was able to dodge all of the flying text. I then proceeded to run to the couch which I end up running right into the back of it flipping over it then bouncing off the cushion then slamming on the floor. After dragging myself up I see him still flying overhead I grab a pillow with my claws and start to swing the pillow around as I…. squealed. … What! dragon dog things can squeal too. I'll admit this was not one of my most proud moments.