The turning or bending of any wave, such as a light or sound wave, when it passes from one medium into another of different optical density.
Obstinately resistant to authority or control.
|Help! I scaled a gigantic tree and became ensnared by this humungous blob of gooey sap!|
|Nice try Shaggs, but you’re just being a scaremonger.|
|I’d rather be a fishmonger – except I’d probably do more munching than mongering!|
|It looks fishy all right! Don’t be coy, admit you were just perching on the table with your rays refracted by a blob of glycerine hanging from a twig.|
|Don’t carp on about all that glycerine refraction stuff. The important thing is that our human was trying to persuade me to stay in just the right place by leaving fishy treats on the table.|
|Yes, and you were deliberately being refractory so that you’d get more of them. He had to deploy the string in the end.|
|Mmmmmmmmmmmm string. Resistance is useless. I was hooked immediately.|
|You were so enthusiastic about the string that you knocked all of his drops off!|
My first human named me after a dubious character in Scooby-Doo!! I like chasing string. I like sleeping on laps. I like food. I like chasing the mysterious red spot. At the start of 2013 my brother Bob and I adopted a new human. Did I mention I like string? It's important!