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(On a recent Friday night, we had just returned home from grocery shopping. Jane had opened some fresh food for Willy, and while he ate in our very small kitchen she began putting the groceries away. Carrying an empty waste basket, I walked out to the kitchen from my studio. Jane was kneeling, reaching into a cupboard, and Willy was momentarily trapped behind her. At my approach he began to hiss and spit quite madly, and raced about in a tight little circle, not being able to get out of the kitchen. Jane, her back to him, stood up so quickly that she banged her head on an open cupboard door. The blow was a hard one and left her somewhat dazed for hours. We had never seen Willy behave this way before, and in a few moments he was as friendly and calm as usual, and resumed eating.

(A second similar episode took place a few days later. This time I walked into the living room. It was dark outside. Jane was holding Willy. At my approach he spat in a terrified manner and vaulted from her arms, scratching her quite well on both forearms. Again, a minute later he was as friendly as ever to both of us.)