You know those videos of police attack dogs?
they attack the bad mans arm? My cat loves to play this game. I pull my jumper over my hand, crook my arm into a certain position with my fist on the floor and nonchantly look in the opposite direction. He then attacks my arm, kicking with his back legs, holding with his front and biting. I often grab his teeth and shake his head about or just grab him by the chest and whoosh him around the carpet. His attack looks horrible and vicious but he hardly ever draws blood. Towards the end of April I have the most awful fever, a lymph node in my neck the size of a hens egg, sweats, fatigue, migraine, intolerance to light and total nausea. End up having the lymph node cut out and a scar like Frankensteins monster, my neck just needs a bolt for full effect. He gave me Cat Scratch Disease, wah!!
(Bus Turd, Fri 3 Jun 2005, 2:06, Reply)