Good morning, Kitties. Here I am, ensconced, smug & snug, in the comfortable embrace of my newly-refavored tree, as I ponder the wound I inflicted yesterday upon the Human. I wonder, had I aimed more carefully, could I have slashed two fingers instead of just the one? If I'd been more conscientious about my daily sharpening schedule, could I have penetrated a bit deeper? Should I have offered to lick up the drippy bloods? Well, nevermind. I did the best I could on the spur of the moment, and there's always next time.