Sooo! I have to work nights this week (1:30pm to 12:00am) for hot august nights.
I get home around 12:45 last night. Around 1 oclock I decide to mix some sesame seeds and wheat germ in yogurt and watch the weather channel for a few minute and then hit the sack.
I'm mixing this over the kitchen sink.
There I am, barefoot and in my tighty-whities mixing this concoction and little Gizmo, the cat I found at work in April 09 as a month old kitten rubs against my calves going right to left
I look down at him and said "Hi Gizmo!" in playful tone. He does a 180 to his left and looks up at me and out of nowhere, he jumps on my left foot.
I look at him again and said in a playful tone "Gizmo don't do that, that can hurt."
He dose another 180 to his left and walks about 8 feet away, dose a 180 to his right and stands there staring at me for a few seconds
I carry on with my yogurt concoction and he musters up all the speed he can in 8 feet on a linolieum floor and jumps just short of my left foot and slides into it.
I let out a quick "OWW damn you Gizmo!" and he walks behind me and trots off down the hall with his tail in the air.
I walk over to the sofa with my concoction, sit down, turn on the weather channel, plop my feet on the coffee table and look at my stinging left foot and there's a pindrop of blood where his claws got my middle toe.
I don't know what posessed him to do that.
Right now as I type this he's lying on the floor, about three feet to my left just as tranquil as ever gazing across the livingroom floor at a cats eye level.
He's a good cat