Las Terrenas has many hazards to make me cautious. There are zooming motor bikes, irregular sidewalks or the occasional gaping hole in the walk to name a few but I never expected to be injured by a cat.
We had gone out for a birthday dinner Saturday night at a charming beach restaurant in the Pueblo des Pescados. We stood waiting to be shown to a table when, to my astonishment, I felt a sharp pain in the lower part of my calf. I turned around just in time to see tail vanish under the edge of a long white tablecloth. Looking down at my leg there were four puncture wounds with blood oozing from them.
I had stepped on a cat sprawled across the floor where I didn’t see it.
Once seated a lovely young wait person wearing a long white gown knelt in front of me and swabbed the wounds with antiseptic.
Dinner was delicious and I seem to be healing nicely.
The cat was gray and white I was told but I didn’t get a photo. I did get a sweet photo of a mother chicken with her little chicks.
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