one thing we’ve always worried about is how bruiser, our cat, would behave around ellie. from the day we brought her home from the hospital we’ve kept a watchful eye on him whenever he walks by her or even looks at her. to date, it’s hard not to give the guy credit, he’s been pretty good with her. there have only been about three instances where i wanted to kick him half-way across the room because he’s swiped at her or given the indication he was about to pounce.

well, the worst habit he’s developed over our eight years with him is a penchant for unprovoked attacks. he has jumped and latched onto bryn’s leg in the middle of the night for no reason, bitten her (and sometimes me) again, for no reason, and generally been a little shithead seemingly out of the blue. this has always pissed me off and it’s why we’ve always been skeptical of him when around ellie.

this finally came to a head last night when, for absolutely no reason whatsoever, he lunged at ellie’s little chubby arm and latched on with his sharp teeth. she cried, of course. i kicked him square in the ass, of course. and bryn consoled and made it all better with some ice chips (which ellie loves to eat) and an awesome elmo band-aid.

now whenever the band-aid is visible she points to it or touches it and talks to elmo. it’s really pretty cute, her first band-aid. i’m sure there will be many more band-aids but, as far as bruiser is concerned, he has been warned: one more incident like that and he’s gone. nan and pop might be getting a new cat soon.