Ouch

Last night before we went to bed Mark had been cutting paper on the duvet so it needed a good shake to get the little bits off, and as Mary was lying on the bed he told me to move her so he could shake the duvet.
As I was picking her up he shook the duvet at the same time, which resulted in Mary wriggling and she caught my face with her back claws, so now I have a scratch on my chin, lip and just above my top lip. And boy they they hurt, especially the one on my lip.
She has been in a really funny mood these past few days, maybe got a bit of depresion, but she did kiss my scratches this morning, so I forgive her.

Thats a definite Ouch!!! Lynn.

It reminds me of the time I picked up a semi-feral cat at work one Friday afternoon, just before clocking off time. I'd spent months gaining it's trust and thought I'd chance picking him up...........bad mistake, he swiped me across the face and cut me down the side of my nose, did I ever feel stupid stood in line waiting to clock off with blood pouring down my face

Ian