245. Scar City
I was also mangled by cats... beings that are 1/4th of my size. And yet, every cat that has moved in with me has rendered my skin useless at some point, rent by savage claws. One of the worst ones almost required stitches.
And how? Most of the time the perpetrating action is simply kneading lovingly. But there are others... like the one time I was drunk and fell on the stairs while carrying Loki. I woke up and thought I'd been mugged. Or separating Khaleesi from the chihuahuas, Conan and Xena. Or surprising Eris while drinking from the toilet (she was drinking from the toilet, not me).
And yet, like the little evil scorpions that they are, we accept their nature. Part of their charm is that they could end you if they so chose, but so far, they've answered to their better selves.
Trying out a new font from Calligraphr based on my bad handwriting, let me know if it sucks!
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