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TIFU by sleeping too close to the edge of my bed whilst owning a cat.

TL;DR : My cat decided to prevent her fall by sticking her claw inside of my nostril. She hung on to my nostril with no remorse.

This morning I was woke up by my cat hanging on to dear life with her claw in my nostril. Why? I cannot say. My only guess is she somewhat didn’t land right on the edge of my bed and started to fall. Thankfully, in her case, my face was the perfect wall to catch on. Therefore, she decided to stick her claw into my nostril to hold on. Not a paw, but one damn claw to hold all her weight. Once the initial shock passes, I begin to try to unleash my nostril but for some reason my cat does not want to budge. She has her claw in the perfect place, yk that spot where theres a ledge of nose before the nostril, it’s honestly perfect for hanging on to. Anyway, It takes a while for me to unleash my nostril because I can’t get her to pick her paw up out of the nook to release my nostril. I can’t just pull because her claw catches. Her determination to hang is pretty strong. But Once I am free, I feel the blood pour. I cannot even see the damage because of the place it’s in! But yes, my nostril feels like the ass crack of satan himself. Pain and fire :) so the damage is probably nice. Just know that when my cat tried to cuddle with me afterwards I kindly pushed her off my bed. This is a first for me. I definitely would have rather have had her claws slide against my cheek over this.

Edit: these are my first awards guys thank you to everyone who gave me an award :)

Edit #2: Don’t worry, I have disinfected my nostril and will keep an eye on it !

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