Well, this one is mostly /my/ fault but...
I was getting ready for bed. Eddy was doing her 'here, I'll help you brush your teeth' thing on the bathroom counter. I went to dab my face with a little hydrogen peroxide - some dribbled off the cloth and into Eddy's eye! I immediately went into "oh my god she's going to die" mode. The whole house was asleep as it was three in the morning. So I called my boyfriend, screaming, that I thought I had blinded my kitty. He [sleepily] broke down the compounds in hydrogen peroxide, said that he didn't think any of them were harmful, and went back to bed.
Eddy was fine the next day.
I've noticed that a lot of quirks I believed to be just my cats have been showing up on lots of threads. Eddy stares at me while I'm taking a shower. She. Doesn't. Move. At all. And Emma likes to run down the hall, "hide", and then jump out. (except her butt is showing. Go figure.) Clearly this means cats are on a higher consciousness then the rest of us.
"Of all God's creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the leash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat." - Mark Twain
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