I bawled like a baby just now.
There was a Terrible Incident involving a running/jumping cat, a paw (with claws), a human ear and blood.
The tears wouldn’t stop flowing (and presumably, the blood too, but I wouldn’t know because I couldn’t and refused to look) but it wasn’t all because of the Terrible Incident. I guess I was in shock. The pain was minimal.
But I cried and cried and cried.
And then I felt better.
Yannisms 