My boss warned me against riding my bike to work. He said that (is it Murphy’s Law?) since I’m getting married soon, I will inevitably get in a crash and have a big ol’ scar for the wedding day.

“I should just stay my bed and hibernate until then,” I thought.

Fast forward to this morning. Jesse the cat comes to say good morning and lays on my chest. Unfortunately, right then Blanche decided to “nudge” me awake by pummeling me with her front paws. Cats tend to scamper when dogs come at them, and somehow in the commotion Jesse’s claws landed on my face.

Please ignore the fact that I have pores.

Yep, we’re looking at a nice big lipper and a couple of cheekers.

Lovely. Think it will heal in a week?