Luckily Sadie wasn't about to let that slide and she hurried across the room, in tiny tornado mode, to "rescue" me. Kitty may have tackled me because of Sadie's proximity to the television.
I have a confession to make: Sadie is allowed in the room when the television is on. Usually it's in the morning and at night, when everyone in the house watches the news. This may explain her obsession with the weather portion of the news (she can hear the lead up to the weather from anywhere in the living room and focus in on what's going to be going on in the upcoming week). She is particularly fond one of the local meteorologists, Cheeta Johnson, who is on most weekday mornings and who she seems to believe is a member of the family (Nani just pointed out that she also really likes Mike and Pete, the other two meteorologists).
She is also occasionally in the room when Wheel of Fortune comes on, although usually she's upstairs getting ready for her bath, so it's relatively rare. However when she is in the room it becomes clear that Wheel of Fortune is a close second the the daily weather report.
Maybe it's the bright colors. Whatever it is I don't really buy in to all the magazine articles that say that if a baby watches a minutes of TV each day they'll be somehow stunted. I can see how spending the day sitting in front of the day could do that, but if a baby's up playing for the other eleven hours that they are awake, I think they'll be just fine.
There is one danger that may have had something to do with why Kitty attacked me. Sadie has been trying to use her play farm to climb up onto the TV stand. She seems to think that, if she could just get up onto the stand, she could climb into the screen and give everyone kisses. And making sure that that doesn't happen takes a lot of energy!