My asshole attacked my right forearm this morning at 4am. He just jumped on it, gnawed and clawed down and held onto it like a koala to a tree. Hurt quite a bit.
I had to really, really shout a him to snap out of it. Then he got scared, ran away and hid behind the sofa.
> My asshole attacked my right forearm
Out of context quotes …
Anal fisting gone wrong
Reverse cursed technique
Mine did that one night. Sleepy fight-or-flight kicked in and I popped her on the top of the head. I felt bad about it immediately but she hasn’t done it since.
He wasn’t asleep, he came over (which woke me up), looked at me, and then attacked my arm.
Later this day he came up to me, rubbed his head aginst me, and when I pet him, he bit my hand.
He’s an asshole, man…
I spent a whole two months using my cat’s favorite treats (literally just the cheap temptations in the big jar at Walmart) steadily tapered off into her favorite pets (a single index finger stroking her cheek) to explain to her that I prefer a single wet nose-to-nose boop.
Excellent expenditure of time if I must say so myself.
I still wake up in the morning like “aaaaugh no I’M NOT READY” but at least she’s cute about it.
