Today I witnessed Luke grab the cat by the tail and swing her around in the air in the front yard. I, of course, freaked out and screamed, "Stop that!" I ordered him into the house and angrily asked him if he would like me to grab him by his foot and swing him around in the air. I was pissed, to say the least. Since he now laughs at me when I threaten to spank him, I told him he had to pick his punishment from one of the following: (1) spanking; (2) time out; or (3) I take away one of his toys. His first choice was "none." I responded with a laugh and said if he didn't choose one I would do the honors. He chose timeout and I made him sit there for 7 minutes (5 for his age and one more minute for each time he screamed). Little stinker. I told Chuck and he was furious too. I asked Luke why he though he should swing the cat by her tail and his answer was that he wanted to "pet" the cat. We've since had a discussion regarding the methods by which Luke is allowed to "pet" the cat.
Seriously, it looked like he was getting ready to launch her like a discus. Poor helicopter kitty.