I bruise really easily. I mean *really* easily. I routinely find bruises and have no idea where they came from. Sometimes I will tell Charles when I bump into things, not because it hurts or anything, but so that when I wonder later where the mystery bruise came from, he may at least remember.

We took one of our cats to the vet on Friday and she wasn’t really thrilled about the trip, so she scratched me on my arm.

And now I have a bruise there.