It's disturbing me because I can't, for the life of me, figure out what I hit that hard there. Did I walk into a door?
And, because it's my left breast, I was frightened that it may be something more serious. After all, a bruise is the pooling of blood under the skin. Could this be a return to the problems I had last summer?
Then it hit me. Literally. It's my cat, Reynaldo! Since I've been battling a bug of some sort, I've been more sedentary than usual. Spending Sunday and Monday, and every evening since, on the sofa. In the evenings, when Rey has his wild times, he interrupts his racing about to jump on my chest, look into my face, knead my boob for a while, and then leap up and off an
d return to his adrenaline-fueled adventures.While this is kitten behavior -- checking in with "mommy" -- Rey-Rey is no longer a kitten. He'll be 6 years old this spring. A skinny cat, to be sure, but still an adult cat. So there's more power in those kneading paws than before.
And that bruise on my boob? It's Rey's pawprint.
Thanks to Snarkypants for the perfect illustration for this post.
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ReplyDeletesorry for the delete...
ReplyDeletecats can really hurt...i had one who wanted to do that to my leg...ouch!
hope you are feeling better
This is probably bad, but since I'm so clumsy I'm almost always getting bruises that I can't remember sustaining.
ReplyDeleteGlad the scary potential had such a simple answer. Rey-rey may have to knead a pillow from now on!
ReplyDeleteWhew!
ReplyDeleteCatching up here. I'm so relieve it was the paw print and not something much worse. I remember the scare you had. Wouldn't want you to go through that again.
I had to laugh that it was Rey's paw. Phew!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds very likely that your mysterious bruise is a gift from your kitty cat lol. I sometimes get small cuts or bruises and dont realize until they hurt then I wonder, what? lol
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