Cat, Lamp, Finger Accident

Last night I was sitting on the love seat, minding my own business drinking a glass of wine and typing on my laptop when a cat incident happened.

First I must explain the love seat: It's where I sit and type, work, do crafts, (like cross stitching and making ornaments). Sometimes supplies get, well, lost. Last night, I had my glass of wine sitting on my craft box. Brindle (my big dog) came in so I moved my wine to the seat next to me. Then the cats started. Quincy chased Roxanne onto the arm of the love seat. As she clawed her way to the top of the seat, she and Quincy hit the lamp sending it toppling forward. So laptop in one hand, lamp in the other, wine glass wedged against my knee, I held onto all things breakable till my hubby could come rescue the laptop and the lamp. He grabbed the computer, I righted the lamp. Meanwhile, Quincy was still running amuck. He decided to jump onto the love seat, then onto my knee (the one holding the wine glass). Needless to say, the glass turned over and drenched my side and butt in very red wine. Luckily, my furniture is leather.

The hubby grabs a towel and starts drying the couch. I would like to say this is where it all ended, but it didn't: There's still blood involved. As hubby mopped up the wine, on the cushions and in all the cracks, he screams, yells to be more specific. As he was drying in between the cushions, he found a lost piece of equipment: A needle jabbed a half inch into his finger, backwards. Quincy ran one way, Roxanne the other, and everything stopped. We pulled the needle out and the bleeding started. It hurt. He says it still hurts. My pants are still red, the love seat is clean and the cats are still running.