Never To Old To Learn A New Painful Lesson

The lessons we learn in life never end.

After a great Friday and Saturday DJ'ing school dances, I planned to make it a tri-fecta with Sunday being a fun, relaxing day.

My plan was to enjoy the day by heading to a small family owned restaurant in North Orwell, Pa (Google Earth the location - too hard to explain) for breakfast, and then spend some time at my seasonal campground to continue closing up my camper.

Not that ending the camping season is a joyous time for me, but just being there, enjoying the surrounding quiet countryside of Pennsylvania's Endless Mountains, beautiful weather, taking one last bike ride (or two) around the campground, and being out of the city, well, it's my kind of relaxation.
The only thing missing was the absence of any type of fine brew in the otherwise empty fridge, if you get my drift.

Now what could have put a damper on all of this, even though I did complete all the above events?
Rewind to 7am.

I had planned to leave around 8am.
Preparations were coming along well to that departure time, and the final task was to let my Greyhounds outside for one more round of 'doing their business.'
As I let them out, the cat decided to follow suit, flying past me before I could stop her.

She is a house cat, not accustomed to being outdoors, so panicked, I went to retrieve her (she had run under the patio table) and attempted to pick her up.

Not a good idea.

I'm trying to gently grab a hold of her while one of the Greyhounds is barking at her.
The cat is now scared and mad, which resulted in several scratches and bites to my hand, which drew blood, which lead to pain, which lead to swelling, which turned into a miserable Sunday for me.

As for the cat, she darted back in the house, acting like it was just another day in Fun-ville.

Fast forward to Monday.
Swelling, pain, miserable, walk-in clinic, 90 minutes in with in the waiting room, 60 minutes in the examining room, tetanus shot, co-pay, expensive medication for 10 days...priceless?
I think not.

Lesson?
If the cat gets out, next time simply coax her back in with cat food.
Apparently that works.

A 50 cent can of cat food vs. pain and a couple hundred dollars (or more) of medical care.
Lesson learned.