I Feel So Terrible.

[blas]

He's a little crazy fat bastard, that's for sure.

I won't even tell you guys what an adventure it is going downstairs into the basement with a full laundry basket. He likes to "help" me do laundry.

[Misanthropical]

I am so glad your cat is okay, blas! I am convinced that cats are trying to take over the world by either killing off their owners by tripping them up or til the human dies from guilt for once again stepping on the nice kitty.

[Mytical]

Well, it is better then sitting on a kitten. Especially when you are almost 300 lbs. Kitty was NOT there when I went to sit..and then suddenly was. Poor thing. Luckily it was relatively unhurt, but it gave me the stink eye for awhile.

[blas]

We've almost shut him in the door before, because any time someone comes in or goes out, he immediately rushes over and hides nearby the bigger door.

I've nearly smacked him with the refrigerator door before, because he comes running anytime anyone is in the kitchen.

[BrenDAnn]

Glad your cat is ok, blas! My cat story to contribute is that I shut mine in the door once. I was looking outside, stepped back, and pushed the door shut, not realizing he was there. Cue cat screeching, me tossing the door back open, and cat running off. He was alright, but I was scared I'd broken some ribs or something...until he started rubbing against me and purring. Cats are indeed resilient--and love to be under/around human feet!

[Moirae]

Happens to me all the time. My cat is gray so pretty much invisible except in the brightest light. I stepped on her tail a couple days ago and felt horrible after, but she seems to be just fine.

Just keep an eye on your kitty. If he acts like he's in pain then he was hurt. Chances are that he's fine though.

[blas]

I should have known he'd be alright.

He's an active male cat gymnist/contortionist. He likes to jump onto the kitchen chairs and weeble wobble around the gaps in between the bars. He's fallen so many times, we've lost count.

He's went running full force at the big glass door and smashed into it several times head-on. On almost a daily basis, he goes running onto the dog bed, it slides, and he bashes into the window, and he's alright.

I don't foresee him guilting me. He doesn't have that kind of personality. He's probably forgotten all about it by now.

I guess "kitten" isn't the right word for him anymore. He's 8 months old, but he's twice (if not more) the size of the other cat, and he's already at least 10 pounds.

[telecom_goddess]

Telecom_goddess, my older girl has the same name as yours!

That's the first time I ever heard of someone else's cat having that name...cool.

[teh_blumchenkinder]

YAY! Victoly! That's a good story Ben!
("He stepped on a kitten." Made me stop, and blink. Very nice storytelling technique overall! )

[Ben_Who]

I was seven; my sister was nine. My sister had a cat named Galadriel who had just had a litter of little baby kittens. The kittens were probably pushing ten weeks.

My father was prepared for his National Guard weekend and was coming down the stairs in his fatigues. And combat boots.

He stepped on a kitten.

Now, I know my father. I know how much he loves animals. I know how much he loves his daughter. But at this moment in time, he was a two hundred pound soldier with a kitten under his boot. That was, for him, the only reality.

He says the only thing that went though his mind was, "Dear God, what am I going to tell my daughter?"

Very gingerly, he lifted his foot. The kitten ZOOMED out like a bullet shot from a gun, racing down the stairs to cower under the sofa from the big scary man with the shiny shiny boots.

The kitten was utterly unhurt. My mother theorized that he was made of rubber. Five minutes later, he'd forgotten all about it and went off to find something interesting to do. Those curtains weren't going to climb themselves, after all.

Meanwhile, the two hundred pound soldier with the combat boots was practically inconsolable. Eventually, he, too, got better.

But he learned to watch where he walked.

Love, Who?

[teh_blumchenkinder]

I gave a cat a concussion once.
(SHHHH DON'T TELL! )
Oh it was horrible; one blown pupil and everything-- I knew that much at 13!
Isis lived another 4 years (very happy, what more could you do for a cat type of life, aside from the Roadtrip o' Doom and Yellowstone) before she had to be put down due to an illness that would quickly become terminal and lots of misery for her before she died (if we let it).

EDIT: glad your kitty is alright, blas! :3

[ShadowBall]

Aww, glad to hear he's feeling alright. And hey, cats can take a lot. I once sat on my cat because she was playing in my blankets and I didn't see her. Two hundred pounds of ass on a six-pound cat and she not only didn't make a peep, but nothing was broken, sprained, nothing. She was purring like a chainsaw.

If your cat is anything like mine, being stepped on will not discourage him from getting under your feet and getting stepped on. All three of mine have been doing it for years, sometimes almost killing me in the process. Gotta love having cats.

[Cat]

The cat may guilt trip you for a bit.....do not fall for that It actually make me laugh when my cats sit near me and turn their backs.....silly sulky kittehs.

[draggar]

Dad called me this evening and said that he was running around chasing and harrassing my other cat, Baby, so we figure he's over it and feeling fine

That's great news. Cats are quite strong and can withstand a lot of unintentional injury / pain from us clumsy humans.

[Eireann]

Telecom_goddess, my older girl has the same name as yours!