[Victoria Delsoul]

I'm okay if you don't count the claw marks on the front of my thigh.

Uh oh, sorry to hear that.

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

At first when he started giving me that look, I thought he would just jump up in my lap, but then either decided he would not or could not, and jumped up enough to grab hold of my leg. I watched as he tried to pull himself up, with that look of effort on his little face. I wanted to help him up, but was in the middle of clipping my toe nails and if I let up on my lap I would have to complete my task around him. The pain became to great, so I screamed. The wound really isn't that bad.