- 8 years ago
- Wedding: January 2011
This post is hard for me to write. Emotionally, and well, physically. I love love love love LOVE my two feline furbabies. I’ve had one for 10 years and the other for 8. They are my children.
I know some people are biased against cats, but I think they are wonderful animals. If you’re not a cat lover, please don’t comment here. I’m not up for a debate about the merits of cats. I am just looking for some advice and some consolation.
Long story short, sometimes my two cats chase each other around and fight. Most of the time it is very playful. But sometimes, the one cat dominates the other and I can hear from the sounds that he doesn’t want to play anymore. I can’t listen to it so sometimes I will try to do something to distract them. Usually, it is my older cat who has had enough. The younger one who is attacking I refer to as the lovecat. He has no idea that the other cat has had enough, he is just playing. So if I can get to him, as soon as I am near he starts purring and wanting affection.
So last night I heard the scene unfold. My older cat wasn’t enjoying the play time and was making some pretty distressing sounds. So I approached them. Usually, the older one will run away while I get to the lovecat. Well, last night it took an upsetting turn.
I started to bend down to the younger cat and the older cat lurched at my arm, dug in his teeth and proceeded to ferverently scratch me with all four paws. (Fortunately I clip their nails regularly.) My immediate reaction was to stay calm and not try to pull him off. I thought that he would quickly realize that I am not the other cat. Well, it felt like an eternity but roughly 20 seconds later he was still attacking me and wouldn’t stop. I cried out for my guy and when he approached the cat let go.
My shirt was torn with big holes but I am thankful I was wearing it. By arm is completely torn up from wrist to elbow. I was bleeding, bruised, and completely shaken up.
I have no idea what the hell happened. Sometimes he will play stalk me, and he has scratched before, but never anything like this. Usually he’ll do whatever and then run away, presumable hoping I will chase him and continue the game.
Afterwards I was trying to calm down and he was lurking around acting bizarre. Ordinarily I would just bring out the spray bottle and he would retreat at the site of it. But ge looked like he was about to attack me again so I grabbed a glass of water and wound frantically up dumping the entire contents on his head. He barely reacted – which is very strange. He didn’t run away, didn’t try to clean himself. It was as though he was in a trance.
He was back to his normal self this morning, meowing at the bedroom door wanting affection as soon as he heard that we were awake. But I just couldn’t deal with him. I hate to hold a grudge but I am wrapped in gauze and I am in pain.
Has anyone had anything like this happen before? He is a sweet cat in general but now I am concerned that this will happen again. Again, I ask that you please be kind in your responses. I love my pets and I know they are animals. I just don’t know what to do.