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The Cat Attacked Me

Well, he didn't really, but he hurt me, and he hurt himself. Every weekend morning after Black Hawk has eaten, he wants me to open the blinds and the windows so he can get some sun and some bird watching in. So, this morning I went lifted the blinds. Opened the window a crack. And I bent down to look outside. Right then Black Hawk comes bounding up between my legs on to the windowsill and in the process his head hit the side of my head and he held on for dear life with his claws. Which went right into my nail bed on my thumb. I can barely hit the space bar now. P-Dub thought it was pretty funny. But I was very concerned...about Black Hawk. I mean my head was hurting...and my head is about 4 times the size of his. And it's very hard. What if he has brain damage? I keep watching him to see if he's twitching or acting weird. Which is kind of hard because he's always weird...Only I would bonk heads with my cat. So, I guess he's just as weird as I am.

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