Your cat tried to kill you — us. ( a quick correction. he looks to the side, briefly, almost as if expecting to see it looming large and ready for a second attempt but as far as he can tell it's been driven back.

still.

still.

he doesn't even seem particularly concerned by the fingers swiping at his face, batting them aside with the indifference of someone swatting at a fly. )

It very nearly succeeded in your case. I know gratitude is a stretch, but you should save your strength. Killing me won't be easy if you drop dead first.