ah, daisy.

her little trick of cajoling you, being all sweetness, and then plunging her claws into your arm. then she looks you right in the eye, with her claws stil deep in you, and you can't do anything. because if you move at all it will just move the claws around down in your skin (!). so you just gotta wait for her to slowly lift her claws up and out of you. you could be sittng there waiting for a while, with her just relishing it and staring at your face! justin had to deal with this "game" even. it's one of her favorites.

(i told you she was evil! pretty but evil.)


Small female cats can and will rip lumps out of you at the slightest provocation.

i remember when chelsea went up to mr cermak's desk to ask him about the physics homework before class and one of his arms was all scratched up. "got cats?" chelsea asked him matter-of-factly. he said, "they're not my cats, they're my wife's." ha.