Ok, maybe I'm being extreme. She still loves me. But I feel so bad. I'm on a 30-pound weight loss journey, so after working out I went upstairs to weigh myself. There was a square of toilet paper on the edge of my scale (I have no idea why.. lol) and I didn't see it until it was too late and I was already stepping on it. Of course, my foot slipped and I had to step/jump onto my other foot.. and Roxie chose that exact moment to walk right where my foot was landing. Ack! I stepped on her leg! She screamed, I screamed, I did some weird James Bond jumping move, and fell to the side.. and in the process I ripped my towel rack out of the wall.
Luckily Roxie's leg seems fine. She was mad for 5 minutes and wouldn't come to me. I felt so bad..
But now she's back to cuddling on my lap.
DH is going to love fixing the towel rack.. lol.