Ouch!

Lots to catch up on been super busy but this is what I got to wake up to.

Lucas in his old age is attacking me in his sleep. I don't want to kick him out of the bed. I am not sure if its him or me. Two weeks ago, it was three scratches on my arm, which are still healing. Last night its three scratches on my chain. You should see the blood on the sheet I grabbed to use as a compress. So do I need body amour now for bed? Shall I sleep in a fencer's mask? What a girl to do? Have I magically started thrashing in my sleep? I blame my meds. Because after 15 years of loyal kitty service, I am not kicking Lucas out of his well earned bed. Sigh...