Well, woke up to scooter the cat biting my big toe.
seems our front porch is a rec center for the neighborhood cats. I went to unlock the front door and scooter must have smelled a furball nearby: he attacked my ankle and bit my big toe. It bled. I yelled at him and for the first time, I swatted him. That scared him. good. I'm tired of buying bandaids. but he crawled back onto my lap and we're friends again.
but the one cat decided to snooze on top of the front porch chair. scooter was greatly bothered by this, but nothing he could do.