Maggie showed her playful side today. Suddenly my skein of yarn must have looked irresistably delicious, as I looked over and found her attempting to devour it, or at least show it who's boss. Moved by this display of friskiness, or perhaps just accidentally caught up in the claws as I attempted to disentangle her from the yarn, I engaged her in a little look-my-hand's-a-clever-little-mouse! game and experienced that peculiarly delightful feeling of feline claws and teeth mercilessly tearing into my skin. Ah, I'm in love!