Monday, August 17, 2009

I Was Skeered

See the cute face of my Princess above? Let me just say Saturday morning it wasn't so cute. She was in full on jungle kitty psycho panther mode and I was SKEERED.

I'm not even going to try to deny it. I allowed my cat to freak me the eff out.

It is par for the course when I arrive home from a trip for her to let me know she is happy about my return and then not so happy about the absence.

She is well taken care of by her aunties while I am away but I'd miss me too if I was gone. Ha. Seriously though, I miss her when I am away so I understand her displeasure of my absence.

What usually happens is I love on her when I arrive home and then she has her way with my briefcase, suitcase and at some point in the evening I know to expect a love bite on the ankle or hand.

Friday night was no exception. She did the suitcase and briefcase thing. I had a little bite on my hand.

All was good.

Or so I thought.

Fast forward to Saturday morning. 5:15 rolls around and someone wants to be loved on and fed. I conceded to the power of the paw and purrs.

We fall asleep, or rather I did, and around 7:30 or so here comes the paw again on my back demanding attention. I roll over start to pet her, make eye contact, and proceed to freak.

She had the most crazed look in her eye and I was fearful I was about to have a chunk of my face bit off. She was ready to lunge. She was ready to let me have it.

I turned my face around just in time for her to attack my head. She got a mouthful of hair instead and boy howdy did she grab on to it for dear life too.

We're good now and I believe I have re-established my dominance as the alpha of the household but just in case I will be keeping a close eye on her eyes.

Peace and Love Peeps.

5 comments:

JJP said...

Yikes!

Kelly Jene said...

First, SKEERED cracked me up!

Second, holy crow! That is crazy. I've seen our girls (we have 3) go a little nutty, but sheesh. Your kitty was straight up ticked off.

Glad you are both ok now. Be safe! ;)

Cheryl said...

Good thing you could read Princess so well. Bet your head is sore, but better the back than the front. I wonder why she was so freaked out?

~Sheila~ said...

That's similiar to my experience with Tattoo. He had this crazy look in his eyes and then he would pounce on my arm and try to mount me. He would also let out this weird sounding meow and then head straight to my head and bite a mouthful of hair.
He did all of this UNTIL I got him fixed.
Now, he just lays around the house and plays with the new puppy.

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