Cat on the head.

20°C, heavy rain & light sun


Dawn surprise: 04.10 (am) cat falls on my head, all clumsy and claws. That leaves bloody gouges on my scalp which ache like  bruises. Stupid creature climbs in through the window, teeters past the clock and tries to get in the airing cupboard. He’s not clever enough, falls and then decides to take the opportunity to whip out hs sabres for a good gashing. I’ll teach him about rugby one of these days.
 
Game arrived, but no sign of that much needed memory return. Finally, may be well enough to ride tomorrow.

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