Cats Got Claws...

A Public Service Announcement

Well, there was a bad idea...

So, I wake up this morning to find Betsy Cat curled up on my back, right between my shoulder blades. I guess she likes a heated vibrating mattress.

I needed to get up and visit el baño in a most urgent fashion, but Betsy Cat was either sound asleep, or ignoring my efforts to gently wiggle her off.

My sleep-muddled brain decided it would be really amusing to play Cat Rodeo, and commence to bucking and see if the cat could remain in the saddle for 8 seconds.

Ouch. Ouch ouch ouch...