Bartonella henselae.
I keep feeling my lymph nodes to see if I've contracted Cat Scratch Fever. Cali is making me seriously reconsider my decision to allow her to keep her claws. I think the guy at the Humane Society caught me at a week moment two years ago, telling me declawing was not the way to go. Since then I've cringed at the destruction of my couch, my chairs, my carpet...but Saturday night might have been the final straw.
I was sitting inside Bertha while my aunt stood outside, and since Cali is well-known for attempted jail-breaks I was holding her in my lap. My uncle was outside playing with his chipper and apparently something startled Cali but good. She went nuts and left me bleeding in more places than I could hold kleenex against on my own.
Cats really are psychotic animals. After the surprise wore off I went up front to check on her and she was staring at me from the front window as if to say, what is your problem?
Maybe it's the Cat Scratch Fever taking over, but I called three radio stations today to solicit interviews. Other than the nausea, it wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. ;)
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ouch! Cat's are def. in a feline mind constructed world of their own. Physics and reality do not function normally there. Or so I believe. Though if their actions truly speak of their mental wonders I think I am right. I obliviously can't speak from any first hand experience from inside feline reality.
Sorry to hear about the pain. Perhaps it's just her way of getting back at you for being gone so long. ;)
Oh, and if you start licking yourself after feeding or playing with your food after you've mercilessly dispatched it, than you probably do have cat scratch fever. :P
Posted by: Hal | April 30, 2007 02:03 PM