Kats (wildrider) wrote,

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Stupid, and Paying the Price

And so.

In trying to corral Barb's mom's cats, I got myself really scratched up, and I have no one to blame but myself. I thought I could pop this tiny, drugged, pliable cat into the bit cat cage and that would be the end of it, but no -- Bo jumped and then Little Bit panicked and then I was bleeding and aching all over my face and hands and dripping onto the carpet... (For further details, see rahirah's journal.)

Why didn't I put the dog outside? Hmmm, good question. Am I stupid? Quite possibly.

My thumb is swelling up, my nose and lips are puffy, but the cat is now in the cage and sitting in a mostly peaceful loaf unless Churro gets too close, when she starts to growl.

So by golly I'm having a glass of wine (I haven't been drinking since the cold hit, because I do sometimes think about my health).

On the plus side, I think my cold is all better.
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