Thursday, December 22, 2005

Scarred for life...

...by my cat. Well hopefully not for life. But she scratched me, oh she scratched me good. It hurts. A lot. I have a deep one on my chin, then a light non-bloody scratch under my chin down my neck, then another deep one on my lower neck. I kind of look like I got attacked my a knife wielding vilain or something.

How could this cute adorable kitten, who comes to the door everytime I come home, who comes running when I call her, who keeps me company when I'm brushing me teeth, who sleeps on my chest with her head nestled on my shoulder do something so evil??? Well, it's because she's a cat. And as someone once said, cats don't have owners, they have staff. And I CLEARLY did something she was NOT pleased with. So naturally, I was punished.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

i want pictures

Hez said...

Who are you anonymous?

K said...

So I guess that means we won't get some good pictures of us over christmas?
What on earth did you do?

Hez said...

We were cutting her nails... I tried to be crafty with make-up... it didn't work as well as I had intended. I'm hoping it will go away soon... I feel like I'm 7 years old with this scar across my face. Lovely.

K said...

just remember what you looked like after doing the face plant off the merry go round....this is nothing

Evey said...

Ah the wrath of the kitty getting their nails clipped or trying to bathe them. Good thing she didn't scratch your eyeballs out huh!?! If it makes you feel better, she is super cute!