Well, if I thought "last time I got cat scratch fever":http://feralboy.com/log/archives/000470/ was bad, that was nothing compared to yesterday. We were getting ready to go climbing, so I was retrieving all the cats from outside. They always go in the backyard, so if they don't hop up on the little separator wall of their own accord, I need to carry them all the way around the house and through the front gate and courtyard. Unfortunately, the courtyard is where Morgan, the lovable chocolate lab, likes to hang out during the day. And the cats know it. They still haven't figured out that whole "dog" thing yet, so they tend to keep their distance. Anyway, bringing Manson in through the courtyard he started to get fiesty. I guess he wanted to be mobile in case that big snuffling thing showed up, so he started twisting and kicking and tore the everloving shit out of me in the process.

(I have another scratch on the other side from the front claws, but it's not nearly as impressive. It's sorta like the one I got in the first link above.)

In other cat news, they're very much enjoying the outdoors. I'll let them out for brief periods while I'm working, and only during the day. There are coyotes out at night, and I've seen and heard them, and I worry enough about Morgan, whose instinct still is to charge the cats once in awhile.

Mason (the evil eviscerator) even caught a lizard the other day! I managed to get it away from him still alive, although it was short one tail. I've always wanted to have outdoor cats that would bring me little "presents", but I guess I should be careful what I wish for, right?