Warning - do not watch the Jason Bourne movies with cats

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So last night I am eating my dinner after the grocery store trip and after I finish my sandwich, Domino comes and settles down in my lap, which is really nice as we haven't had any lap time lately.  Then, during the scene where Jason and Marie visit his apartment in Paris, I discover that cats don't like machine guns.  The guy breaks through the glass doors shooting and Domino rockets out of my lap (I was sitting on the floor with my legs out) and leaves me with lots of minor scratches and one considerable (for a cat) gash, deep enough to keep bleeding for a while.  Guess I haven't trimmed that claw recently enough.
I will post some other time about weddings and internal work.