2003-08-21 - Sickness, and the Damn Cat


So the boy and I have been sick for two days, hardly got a good night's rest (with the lovely added plus of a fire alarm last night at 2am) and I decide to take a relaxing bath tonite. The cat decides to get on the edge of the tub, and...falls in. I try to help get him out and he starts scratching and biting me. I put him on the floor and he bolts out of the bathroom, soaking wet. I chase him around the apartment to catch him (I'm naked and soapy), finally get him dried off, and go to get back in the tub. I take a look in the mirror and I have blood dripping down my chin, and claw marks that are bleeding on my shoulder/back. The damn cat gave me a split lip and Freddy Kruger marks. So yeah, a real relaxing bath. *sigh*