Why, Aria?
I was holding Aria on my lap while she was dozing. I was trying to shift and get more comfortable, but I must have touched her somehow and surprised or hurt her, because quick as a shot she dug all four sets of claws into my arm and launched herself into the air, over the printer, and into the hallway like a kitty rocket.
I was left sitting there in shock, staring at the red claw marks and going "......OW." I'm now decked out in some glow-in-the-dark Harry Potter band-aids, courtesy of my roommate.
Tomorrow Aria gets a nail trim.
I was left sitting there in shock, staring at the red claw marks and going "......OW." I'm now decked out in some glow-in-the-dark Harry Potter band-aids, courtesy of my roommate.
Tomorrow Aria gets a nail trim.