LOVED what you did with the kitty's toes.
LOL! Your kitteh reminds me of a story my late father told about the infamous Old Muzzy. Dad was born in 1900 and grew up in a small town in southern IL. There was a fence around his parents’ home with a grape arbor arching over the entrance. Muzzy would lie at the top of the arbor, hidden by the vines, awaiting the approach of an innocent, unfortunate dog, of which there were many, mostly mild, gentle hounds. As her intended victim would walk under the arbor, she’d droop suddenly onto his back, claws extended, and sink them in, hard. Every time, the victim screamed in terrible pain and ran as fast as he could. Whenever the family heard one of the agonized canine screams, somebody would say, “Ol Muzzy just got another.”
ahahaha LOVE IT!!