Am I sadistic?

So today I walked into the kitchen and I found pica on the countertop. I yelled something and he was terrified. He jumped of, tried to find a way out but since the outside door was closed and I was standing in the only other doorway he just made himself really small getting as low to the ground as possible. While that hopelessly looking for a place to hide.

Is it sadistic enjoying the pure emotions of fear, despair and hopelessness in something so sweet as a bad kitty?
I had a real good laugh though. Scared him a bit more and set him free to run up the staris as soon as his little feet could carry him :D