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Tuesday, October 31, 2021

Last night, I was playing with the neighborhood cat. I have to — she’s a fat, lazy little thing, encouraged to be so by her owner; so I feel compelled to inject occasional bits of excitement/exercise into her routine.

By way of a toy, I yanked down one of those plastic-ghost hangings I got for Halloween and waved it all around the little critter’s head. She really took to it, batting it around and biting it aggressively. It was worth seeing that, as it was such a contrast to her usual narcoleptic state.

Naturally, I took things too far. I put my hands too close to this feline frenzy, and pulled back with a couple of claw marks: One on the palm of my left hand, and another on the back of my right hand. Neither was deep or blood-letting, but I certainly notice them when moving my hands.

As it turns out, I had a pretty restless night’s sleep, leaving me groggy upon waking up. And this entire morning, I was floating along in a fog.

So, I have to conclude that I’ve contracted Cat Scratch Fever. Which, whenever I sing, I like to re-lyricize as “Scritch-Scratch Fever”. And which, unbeknownst to me until now, is not merely a Ted Nugent-concocted state of mind, but also an actual medical condition (re-rendered as the more neutral-sounding “cat scratch disease”).

I suppose if I had to get sick today, this is the perfect Halloween-type illness to contract. I’m thinking some candy tonight will cure me.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 10/31/2006 12:50:42 PM
Category: Pop Culture, Science
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