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Laugh? Ha, you're just jealous.The great thing about having nine cats is that you can still laugh at people with eleven cats. Or twenty-two cats.
OW!!! It's a good thing you got some medical attention on that hand!Laugh? Ha, you're just jealous.
1 bruce 1 See that? That's my hand, that is.
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Know what happened? I tried to pill a cat. Not a mountain lion or a snow shoe or anything. Just one of those cute little bob-tail things that hang around here. I had her wrapped up in a towel, but she managed to get a claw free and stab me with some bob-tail-kitty-venom.
I had to go to the ER twice and had antibiotics, a tetanus and a lecture from the doctor that began,
"Neko wa totemo kitanai doubutsu desu yo." (Cats are very dirty animals.)
It's become something of a standing joke around here now. Whenever they do anything dreadful I tell them,
"Neko was kitanai yo!"
You're not alone, my friend.
I don't feel so bad now!!!My husband, is who a large, strong former Marine, was given a black eye by an 8-week-old kitten, Margaret, many years ago. I made him pose for a photo with her near his face. I told him that he could tell the guys at work that I gave him the black eye, which might be a little more dignified than saying that a kitten did it.
A couple a of weeks ago, I was "savaged" by 2 kittens. I was feeding the herd, when I accidentally trod on one's tail. He wrapped his front paws around my left left, and dug in, and bruised me in addition to the puncture wounds. When I lost my balance, another kitten got the right leg. I didn't know that until a couple hours later at work, when I looked down to see streams of dried blood!