And my foot, which was already bothering me, got re-injured (injured worse?). Squeaky feels like she has to be in the bathroom for my shower. She has to lick the water off my feet. I think she believes J and I are really inept cats, so she tries to train us.
Anyway, I stepped out of the shower, and when I brought my good foot down, Squeaky was under it. Then several things happened: Squeaky's tail bowed up to three times size, she scratched my foot and I came down hard on my bad foot. I soaked it tonight and it feels better right now. I'm going to get a doctor's appointment.