After I got home from running errands, I ate lunch. My ankle itched.
Since my encounter with the tick I don’t automatically scratch. I check to see what it is. It was my cat Hazel. She was intently smelling my ankle as if it was a piece of tuna. High quality tuna!
I shooed her away and went back to my lunch.
She came back with Morgan, my other cat. I could hear her say, “See, I told you it smelled awesome. Do you think it is dog poo or rotten bird guts?”
Morgan responds, “Get out of the way and let me smell it good. Maybe moose poo. Do we have moose poo? I saw a moose on Animal Planet once.”
Now my whole leg was itching. Both cats were smelling and using their whiskers. They wouldn’t let me eat lunch. Their wet noses would butt my leg.
I knew I was in trouble when they called Mollie out of her mid-morning nap (not to be confused with her early morning or early afternoon nap — often they all overlap) to investigate.
At first it was just my left leg. Then they moved to my right one. I didn’t use a different lotion. Nor had I met any animal who might deposit odors on me.
It wasn’t my shoes because I took them off. After investigating them properly for a possible poo-stepping incident, they went back to my ankles.
The only place I was (besides the old lady gym and Starbucks drive-through) was the grocery store. The produce section for heaven’s sakes! Vegetables, fruit, lettuce — no meat!
Well, I did buy bacon. When I buy it I bake it all at once. Then we nuke a piece as we eat it. Maybe some bacon juice dripped on my leg.
This went on for hours.
It was funny. Sort of. That is until I remembered about dogs smelling disease.
Then I remember that cat at a nursing home that when from dying patient to dying patient to comfort. If she jumped on your bed you were gonna die.
Am I gonna die? Can cats smell disease too? How do I tell my doc that I need a PET scan (no pun intended) because my cats smell something fatal? Should I take them along to demonstrate so he knows the exact spots?
This went on until dinner when I showered.
That is the power of suggestion…even from an animal.
Hey, what’s that on your nose?