I remember, oh, many years ago, lying in bed watching television at the foot of the bed (we no longer have it set up that way) with Pretzel lying on my shoulder, dozing happily. A commercial came on and I stirred, trying to adjust my position, and startled Pretzel awake. She jumped!, bouncing off of my face with all claws out, and left me with a deep cut over my left eye. We had to go to the emergency room to have it taken care of (didn't need stitches, did need a couple of butterfly bandages and I had to visit my regular doctor the next day for a tetanus shot), and I had to explain to the E.R. doctor that, no, my cat hadn't clawed me deliberately; as far as she was concerned she had barely escaped from the horrible, huge, invisible monster that hurt her human. I don't think he was convinced, but he decided not to aggravate the patient by telling her to get rid of her cat (since the patient was obviously irrational on this subjectA little while ago I was on the floor petting Asia while talking to AWM, who was gaming on her phone. Asia was resting just a few inches away from AWM's foot, happily lying under the pets I was giving her when AWM, reaching a certain point in her game, leaned forward and her foot gently brushed Asia's back. Asia promptly leaped into the air, bounced off my shoulder (giving me a nice set of puncture marks at the same time) and ended up in a corner panting with fear. Poor baby.
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