Mom got this cut near her eye today. (You can't see it very well in this picture, but it's the best I could do. I'm a cat, not a photographer.)
Her version of events is that this morning, she was lying in bed and I was walking on her. She started petting me and I was purring and then all of the sudden, I snapped and bit her on the face. My version of events is that I was lying innocently next to her on the bed when out of nowhere, a piece of paper came flying into the room and gave her a paper cut. Yeah, that's what happened.
Who are you going to believe? Me, wild jungle cat... I mean totally tame house cat... or my mom, the woman who ruined my life with those furry beasts?
Wilbur