DiurnalVampire
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Joined: 1/19/2006 From: Nashville, TN Status: offline
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I used to work for a veterinarian, and I had a bit of a reputation with bad cats. I was not afraid of them, becasue once I had a good grip, they werent going anywhere. About 3 years into the job, I had to help one of the doctors with a very friendly, but fairly badly injured tomcat. The first time I got bit. It was extremely embarassing. The cat was fine the whole time I was holding him. The doctor knocked something onto the floor, and I let go of the cat (we had finished the procedures and the cat was partly sedated, so he wasnt moving around anyway) and bent over to pick up what he had dropped, since he had on gloves. The little shit jumped on my back and bit my ass. Not hard, he was sedated after all, but just bad enough to draw blood and make me the laughing stock for a month. The doctors, being caring employers, demandsd to check the wound for infection for the whole month, since cat bites tend to infect quite badly. So, for a month, I had to moon my bosses every day before work. As revenge, I was allowed to assist with that same cat's neutering... and I was presented with his testicles in formaldehyde afterwards. (Hey, if matadors get the bulls balls, I deserved the cats!) DV
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