

As a tiny kitten, she was fascinated by the drawstring on my shorts. One day she launched herself at it, intending to kill the tiny prey creature, and found herself hanging from claws inserted into the vulnerable flesh underneath. Very important vulnerable flesh. I tried to scream, but couldn’t draw breath.
My wife insists that I’m making a big deal out of nothing, but how could she understand? I felt that injury for weeks afterwards.
Yes, I realise what I did there. No, I’m not changing it.