I've had one do that and get her claws stuck in my shirt. And then she stares at me as I grunt in pain as if to say, "oh come on, my claws in your flesh can't be that bad."
That's exactly how it happens. Mine also loves to make biscuits. Which is great up until I'm wearing something thin and her claws are as sharp as hypodermic needles. Which is right now...
That's what you get for trying to befriend a cat. Those claws are like Velcro.
ReplyDeleteAt least it wasn't your face.
ReplyDeleteI've had one do that and get her claws stuck in my shirt. And then she stares at me as I grunt in pain as if to say, "oh come on, my claws in your flesh can't be that bad."
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly how it happens. Mine also loves to make biscuits. Which is great up until I'm wearing something thin and her claws are as sharp as hypodermic needles. Which is right now...
ReplyDeleteI don't own a cat, but I can attest to that being correct after being around my friends' cats. LOL
ReplyDeleteAt least it wasn't summer. That would have been even worse in a leg.
ReplyDeleteNothing worse than a panicked cat. Declawing helps to keep the damage at bay but you have to change those bandages afterward. That's a special fun.
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