Joy yelped today when I was trying to move her on the couch. I wasn’t even picking her up, really, just grabbing and trying to move her. My thumb was kind of on one of her nipples at the time, that’s the only thing I can think of. I felt like an absolute monster, obviously. Just the worst sound and the worst feeling.
Well, she got me back. She likes to lick my face (very aggressively) before bed every night, she literally won’t settle down to sleep without doing it…and while she was clambering to reach the very side of my face, with her paws on my chest, she slipped…and scratched my nipple hard. Like, I can see the red mark. (Yes, I sleep without a shirt on—it was a necessary detail to include in the story, my eternal apologies for the image).
Serves me right, I guess.
Busy day! Surprisingly busy. Got most everything done, though, and then some. Had a few exciting ideas for the book. We’ll see. More digging tomorrow.
Night night.