It's Not Easy Being Green

Two weeks ago Puck wouldn't come in when I was going out so I went to get him. He was fine until he saw my father, at which point he ripped my shoulder to shreds trying to get away. It hurt for like two hours.

Last Monday Puck got some sort of foul-smelling gardening substance all over him. When I went to wash it all off he scratched my hand, which bled for 45 minutes and also didn't stop hurting for hours. Then he refused to come near me for the entire rest of the day.

Yesterday I found a still-twitching lizard tail on my floor. Puck was chasing the lizard around my room and had clearly had it by the tail at some point. I couldn't catch the tailless lizard before it hid under my bed, but I found it about an hour later when Puck went after it again. I put it outside.

This morning, there was something cold in my jumper. It was the damn lizard. I have no idea how it got back in, but it was definitely the same lizard. I put it out again.

Puck spent the beginning of the night making it extremely difficult for me to wrap presents and pack for going away. Then he went out my window and got into a fight with the giant black cat from somewhere in this neighbourhood, and he's still being pissy and hissing at me so I can't check to see if he's hurt.

I swear, this cat will be the end of me.
Green Queen

1. You guys should friend cathsicle. I hear she's kind of awesome.

2. It occurred to me that I basically haven't posted any picture of Puck since I got him, so: ( Generic cat picture post! )

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