Sorry for the in your face gore and horror. I had a dramatic Monday with my cat.
It happened in the evening. I got home from work and as usual, I fed her. Then she got all cutesy with me and when she wants attention, she will flop down on the floor like this :
So without a second thought, I scooped her up to give her a cuddle. I must have carried her at the wrong angle which may have caused her pain or discomfort. She struggled and in a flash, took a swipe at my ear.
I shrieked in shock and pain as I ran upstairs to the bathroom. Oh dear. I was bleeding.
It was a very deep gash. A cat's claw is as good as the tip of a very sharp knife. I gently dabbed my ear to clean off the blood.
The blood kept flowing.
The bleeding eventually stopped and I cleaned my wound with sterile saline. Then I had to do the painful but necessary - clean the wound with antiseptic. Yawch!!! pain! pain! pain! phew!
I had to cover the wound and I used gauze and micropore to keep it in place. How I wished my mum was with me to dress the wound. She is after all a qualified nurse. It is always nice to have a medically trained person in the family.
After I was done, I went back downstairs. I was angry. My cat was lying on the floor grooming herself and I gave her two hard smacks on the rump. She got up, frightened and she bolted up the stairs with me in pursuit.
WHERE ARE YOU???!!! WHERE ARE YOU???!!! I was mad! 😡😡😡 I found her cowering under the bed and I lashed out at her. I have never raised my voice so loudly at anyone. I said so many mean things to my cat that evening. Like if she did this to me one more time, I would throw her out in the streets. I would never take her back again. She would have to beg for food just like the stray cats. So mean, right? Fortunately, she can't understand what I said.
My cat was so frightened of Mommy gone lunatic. She ran back downstairs. I was in hot pursuit (like Jack Nicholson but without the axe) and found her hiding underneath the coffee table. YOU GET OUT!!!! GET OUT!!! I shouted and I opened the front door. My poor cat made a run for it.
Then I settled down on the sofa to cool down and watch TV. My ear was throbbing. Not long after that, I heard my cat meowing to be let in. Huh? Not scared, ah? I ignored her for more than an hour.
Mommy can't stay angry forever and just like a parent, I have a soft spot for my "child". So I let her in.
Look at her. Does she look repentant?
I thought she would not come near me again. She was trying to make nice with me. I continued to ignore her.
Then I recalled, that morning she was very aggressive towards a visitor.
Blue eyes had been visiting recently.
Then a day later she was aggressive towards a kitten.
Mommy's ear too had fallen victim. My ear has healed nicely though the scar is still there. Photo taken today, 5 days after the incident.
It's a relief that my wound healed quickly and I am all good. Now for lunch ...
Carbo loading for tomorrow's morning walk hah..hah...