Yesterday, fellow blogger Judy Dysktra Brown wrote a post in which she showed off a very bruised arm that she blamed on “naughty dogs” who leave their marks when jumping up on her.
Pretty gross, huh? When I saw Judy’s wounds picture, I commented, “Okay, I think I need to post a picture of the wounds and scabs on my on my hands and arms that my cat bestows upon me with his razor sharp claws if I dare to ignore him when I’m reading the morning paper. There will be blood!”
To which Judy said, “So I showed you mine. You show me yours.” I told her that I would do so the next time my beloved cat mauled me.
Well, it didn’t take long for my cat to maul me. I was sitting at the table trying to read my morning paper when the cat jumped up on the table and started walking all over the newspaper in a subtle attempt to get my attention. I tried to ignore him, which was a big mistake. In a lightning fast motion and with his razor sharp claws extended, he struck with precision accuracy, his claws tearing at the skin on the last two fingers of my left hand.
I told you, Judy, there will be blood. Happy now?