Nice kitty, bad me


So late last night when I was on my way to bed, I was walking through the living room with the lights out. We live in a NYC apt, so you can imagine it’s not a huge place. I was walking through the narrow space between coffee table and couch, when WHAM! my foot hit my cat, Feisty, the bombay. And boy, is she strong! Sometimes when one trips over a cat, the cat moves and skitters away, and the human regains her balance. But not this time. No, this time the cat didn’t budge, and the human, me, fell down. I fell forward, landing partly on the coffee table, partly on the futon, and partly on the floor. Wow. That kitty didn’t move when my foot walked into her! What a little linebacker.

My knee is all scratched up:

But wow, you should see the other side of the fight! That coffee table didn’t walk away unscathed:

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