[Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] [Tag] <PERSON> <PERSON>: I used to light marches around my cat. It was always a non event. Until she was standing on a table over a match I lit. The sulfur went up her nose. From that time on, the sight and sound of a match would make her crinkle her nose and run. The experience was automatized.