This morning, like every other morning, the cat was rubbing up against my legs. Usually I feed her and she stays in the kitchen. Today, she decided to follow me (I think it was the glass of chocolate milk I was carrying actually) and was rubbing on my legs, weaving in and out as I walked.
Apparently she wasn’t quick enough, because she ended up getting trapped between my legs, tripping me and letting out an awful screech and running away, crying. If you’ve never heard a kitten cry, it’s the most pathetic sound.
I’m not sure what exactly happened, but she hurt her front paw. She can bend it some so I think she just strained the joint a bit. She doesnt’ want to put any pressure on it, so I know she’s hurt.
Maybe next Sunday she’ll leave me alone!