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TIFU by yelling at my cat

I have a senior cat who physically does NOT act like a senior cat. She plays like a kitten and requires lots of stimulation. However, she is not that smart. For the past few days I haven't been feeling great so I haven't been playing with her as much as normal. It has also been really hot in my place. I always open my bedroom window at night. So a few nights ago at about 11pm I am just chilling watching TV in a lazy boy type chair.

Out of nowhere, with absolutely zero warning, I feel something smash into the side of my head and then a piercing pain. I was so confused but quickly realized my cat was the flying projectile that had just slammed into my face and the piercing pain was her latching onto my head with her claws. My gut instinct was to first promptly remove her from my face and then yell loud "WHAT THE HELL are you doing! I am going to kill you if you do that again!!" It was not a playful yell. I was seriously angry. I may have said a few more strongly worded things. She scurried away and I began to assess the damage. No, I do not abuse my cat or threaten to seriously kill her. It was just something I blurted out as I was attacked by her. I honestly think she was hunting me and I didn't know it. She's 13 and has never done anything like this before. While this was happening my wife was downstairs doing something so she heard me yell and asked what was wrong and I told her.

Now we have newish (6 months maybe?) neighbors who are always outside. Usually not late but just hang out and can definitely hear things from my place is my windows are open and someone would yell loudly. We are friendly with them but not close. We've chatted in passing briefly but never really hung out or anything like that. My wife had exchanged phone numbers with the woman neighbor in case they ever need us to grab a delivery for them or need anything (just a friendly neighborly gesture). They've been living next to us a few months and my wife and her have texted a few times about grabbing a package as I mentioned, or just saying, they are out on vacation, just to keep our eyes open etc.

So the day after the "cat incident" the woman neighbor texts my wife, saying something to the effect of "Hi, just checking in to make sure everything is ok and to say hi!". My wife said yeah everythings good etc etc. not connecting the incident the night prior at all. Well I was out doing something in the yard and the man neighbor who I'm friendly with , we always say hi etc, just glared at me and walked back inside when I went out. (very obvious diss at this point) At this point I remembered that my window was open the night before and he probably thought I was threatening to kill my wife.

I plan on bringing it up at some point with them so they don't think I'm a wife abuser, but as of right now my neighbors likely think I want to kill my wife and am an abusive person all because my cat didn't get enough attention for a couple days!

TL;DR My cat attacked me, I yelled at my cat and threatened her, now my neighbors think I am an abuser and want to kill my wife.

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