|I promise I didn't mean to injure Mom Paula|
There I was resting in Mom Paula's arms Sunday morning and something spooked me. I lept straight up from her arms onto the bed and with one leap again, I was off the bed and gone. When Mom Paula looked down, she realized I'd left some pretty bad scratches on her arm (don't look down if you're the queasy kind). We still haven't figured out what spooked me because nothing moved or made a sound and I was fine a minute later. Unfortunately, Mom Paula's arm isn't fine.
|An unexpected Christmas present to Mom Paula from Brulee|