Sunday, April 19, 2009

Furball

Strider slept with me last night.

I remember sharp pain on my arm in the wee hours of the morning. I remember thinking, "Cute... he likes me!"

And woke up with this:
There are minor ones on the flip side, too. The sight of injury excited me. To such an extent that it surprised me. I haven't self-afflicted in a long time. There've been urges, no doubt.

Maybe that's why i consider that i could be a cat person after all.

1 comment:

Sara and Kim said...

If you like being attacked by cats I will overnight you my GFs evil cat that attacks for no reason. I evicted her last year, then the GF just told me that her cat is being evicted from its current living situation. UGH!!!