When Cats Attack

When I was younger I was sitting on a loud massage chair and my cat was lying on my parent’s bed in front of me. I then got a brilliant idea and thought that my cat would like to enjoy the massage chair just like I had been. So I grabbed my cat and walked over to the chair and tried to put her down. She was holding on to my shirt and I don’t know why I didn’t clue in that she was scared of the chair and didn’t want to sit down. I tried harder and I pulled her off my shirt and pretty much threw her down on to the chair and she was so fast getting off the chair it was as if she bounced off. She climbed back up on my hand in the process giving me three bad scratches on my hand. She ran across the bed and out the door while I stood there stunned and confused at what had just happened. My hand was bleeding in three places. It wasn't pouring blood, but was coming out of the scratches in drops every time I wiped them with a piece of toilet paper that I had grabbed out of my parent’s bathroom. After I wiped down the scratches I placed three band aids on my hand. Now for me band aids don't last long so they were off within three hours. My scratches had scabbed over and I was a little obsessed with picking the biggest and deepest one, which just made it bleed and heal slower. The two other scratches healed faster and didn't scar, but because I had picked and picked on the other one it scarred. Now that I’m older it has slightly faded and it doesn't stand out as much. I still have the cat that scratched me. Her name is Lucy and she just lounges around the house and tries to eat my food. She's still terrified of any loud massage chairs though.