it's the whole buttered toast face down/cat landing on it's feet paradox. They're thinking of powering star ships in the future with a bunch of cat/buttered breads...they'd just hover and spin.
But seriously, did she go feral/apeshiat? and turn into a hissing screaming ball of fangs and claws? Cos one of the family cats, as it turned up later in the autopsy had a brain tumour that made it like Jenkyl/Hyde. He attacked my grandma and she needed stitches, then he attacked our real estate agent who was showing the house. And finally he attacked me one day in the kitchen.
There's really no way to take a truly feral cat in attack mode seriously unless you've seen it firsthand. Like, I've never punted an animal clear across a room before, but in the time it took for that damn cat to lunge at my head, I was left with deep gouges on my cheeks and two pair of fang marks in my throat. Stitches on the arms from tearing the cat from my face and drop kicking it across the kitchen into the cupboards. More puncture wounds in my calfs and ankles from scrambling up the stairs before I got into the bathroom and slammed the door. All I had done was open a box of cereal and said good morning to the cat. When I opened the bathroom door, the cat was purring like nothing had happened. We had it put down the next day and I had to get a bunch of needles. I would have been about 17.
yeah. Traumatic indeed. I was kind of left with an Old-Yeller feeling after drop kicking my cat, even if it was in self defence. The bond kind of broke right then and there after that primal switch went off in his head, even if for only a second. I didn't cry for him, but felt that the mental torment inside his diseased brain was at least over and done with.
Damn!!!! craziness Btw im sorry i missed your message the other night. You are the only person whos messaged me in the past 2 weeks or so, so ive gotten into the habit of not paying attention to my messenger. That and the fact i was in the shower :p
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I sneezed.
:D
I'm totally not giving her ANY catnip.
See how she likes that!
But seriously, did she go feral/apeshiat? and turn into a hissing screaming ball of fangs and claws? Cos one of the family cats, as it turned up later in the autopsy had a brain tumour that made it like Jenkyl/Hyde. He attacked my grandma and she needed stitches, then he attacked our real estate agent who was showing the house.
And finally he attacked me one day in the kitchen.
There's really no way to take a truly feral cat in attack mode seriously unless you've seen it firsthand.
Like, I've never punted an animal clear across a room before, but in the time it took for that damn cat to lunge at my head, I was left with deep gouges on my cheeks and two pair of fang marks in my throat. Stitches on the arms from tearing the cat from my face and drop kicking it across the kitchen into the cupboards.
More puncture wounds in my calfs and ankles from scrambling up the stairs before I got into the bathroom and slammed the door.
All I had done was open a box of cereal and said good morning to the cat. When I opened the bathroom door, the cat was purring like nothing had happened. We had it put down the next day and I had to get a bunch of needles. I would have been about 17.
But.. it wasn't like that..was it?
It must have been so traumatic for you to have to put her down :(
No, it wasn't like that, it was almost like I'd accidently sparked her, except I hadn't. A bit of a snarl/swat/bite thing, then run away.
Poor kitty..s/he is having all the catnip and feather swatting in the giant litterbox in the sky, atleast.
I feel bad for the kitty, it wasn't the cat's fault really. =(
Sounds like yours just had a bad day lol
then, CHOMP! and my lil' nose has teethmarks on it... ouch!