I once had to baby sit a new kitten that one of my nieces got. I had to hold on to the little kitty for about two days while the owners had to travel and move around before they got settled and took the kitten back.

At first I thought the kitty was cute and we held and cuddled it and took care of it. It was lonely all the time so we had to make a box and let it sleep with us at night. No big complaints until day two.

I wear jeans most of the time and on day two I noticed scratch marks all over my legs. The kitten kept jumping on me climbing and wanting to sit on my lap. At the time, I thought it was cute … but later realized this thing is using me as a scratch post!

It made me realize the truth of an old description I heard about cats.

They are furballs with hidden razor blades.

You get drawn in to want to hold and cuddle a cute little plushy soft thing … only to realize that there are sharp objects hidden underneath.