Hanging out at grandpa and grandmas house. Izzy and I were taking pictures of everything.

This is what a bent tie rod and a straight tie rod look like.

So. One of our cats is crazy.  I gave her no reason to fear me, nor any other human.  She’s a beautiful long haired  cat and we recently had to bring her inside to shave her mats off.  Ciri gave her some Benadryl that day to help calm her down while we shaved her down.

Well, she might be getting a little bit of cabin fever because I noticed that she’s been leaving me nice piles of stinky urine around the house.  After I found out she peed on the couch, we decided that her new home would be the garage.

Round ‘em Up.

Corralling a cat is difficult.

I left the garage door open and tried to chase her into the garage, but she wasn’t having it.

I started running after her but that didn’t work either.

Finally I decided to try and catch her.  Bad idea.

She was dumb enough to try and run by my legs so I reached out and grabbed her…  Jeez. Just typing this is making my heart rate go up…  As I grabbed her she hissed and growled then immediately followed up with scratching and clawing of my hands.  When that didn’t work she dug her teeth into my finger.

She did not let go.

After what seemed like an eternity she released her grip on my finger and I immediately pinned her down.  It was about a minute total from grabbing her to actually being able to scruff her and throw her in the garage, but man, it felt like forever.

MEDIC!

I rinsed my hands in hot water and peroxide as soon as I could.  My middle finger is swollen to almost twice its size – making typing a chore…

Anyway, Ciri always tells me stories about cats that scratch her up and are just evil.  In the end, she prevails, but not without a good dose of adrenaline and scratches.  I think I finally understand what she goes through after tonight.

P.S. The pictures don’t do my battle wounds justice. My hands are ten times worse than the photos.  Plus, I was still shaking from the excitement when I took them.

Drinking the bath water? Guilty.

This was a team effort between izzy and myself. Poor Ciri didn’t care, after a nearly 14 hour shift, you wouldn’t either.