meansoybean

N had a bit of a scare.
He poked his head into a paper bag and managed to loop his neck in one of the handles. Skittish cat that he is, he freaked out and started running wildly around the apartment, trying to out run the horrible thing that had attached itself to him. It was quite a sight and there was lots of commotion, with the bag noisily flailing around. I was afraid he’d fall down the stairs in a tumbling panic.

I finally corralled him into a room but he ran straight into the closet and found a tiny space to burrow into. (He’s not a lap cat and is easily overwhelmed.) With nowhere to go, the bag handle was cut and N was finally released. But he was severely traumatized and on guard for any possible surprise attack. So I left him alone and he stayed in that exact spot for at least 2 hours. But I found him in the stairwell, like this, and snapped a spooky picture of him.

It’s gonna take him a few days to get over the trauma. Poor, silly kitty.