Sometimes I just can't help myself

The Lady saw me when I was sitting on the front steps today. She thinks it looks like I found something that didn't like me. My nose is scratched and my eye is runny.

She wants to try to clean up my face and put some medicine on it, but I knew she was thinking about that, so I slipped away while she was getting the first aid kit.

She thinks I might have a chronic upper respiratory infection because my eye has been runny most of the time she's known me. It seemed to clear up for awhile this fall, but now it's doing it again. I dunno. I'm not sure I can trust her enough to let her handle me the way she'd have to, to give me medicine. I don't want to bite her again, but if I get scared I don't know what I'll do.

She gave me lots of food yesterday and sat with me while I ate it.