Cat Bite

I wouldn't worry about it. It your hand turns red, or if you get a fever, or if your lymph nodes swell I would see a DR.
If not, forget it.

 

Cat scratch fever is just from getting scratched. If you're not having any symptoms out of the ordinary, don't run to a Dr.

 

It's official, now you know it, your a dawg.

 

A couple my parents knew, their daughter was scratched, got cat scratch fever, lost her memory and has alot of problems still

 

Guess that's when the zombie fascination began.You owe it all to cats.:grrhee:

 

Here's an example of a younger Avvie being a real dumazz...

A dog cornered a cat up a tree... I tried to get the dog away, scolding it, whatever...The cat wouldn't come down, so I went up the tree after it. He was fine coming down until the dog came back barking like all getout, so the cat ripped me to shreds and bit through my hand in that web between the fingers and thumb. I was like putting my face in a Cuisinart set to frappe. I was out of work for over a week, unable to move my hands and face all swollen.
I love cats now, much more than I did then, but I treat them the same way I would a table saw with a shorted power switch.

 

About three yrs ago my big Persian cat went missing. She was a very affectionate indoor cat, but loved to lie out on the deck. One day she went missing. We figured she finally got brave enough to jump the fence and go exploring in the woods. She didn't come home for 3 days. We found her laying in the yard moaning in pain. Something had messed her up. She had been wounded in the belly, but it was hard to tell how badly with all the dried blood, hair, and yes...maggots. She had lain wounded in the woods for 3 days and flies had laid eggs. I was freaked out and wanted to wash her off. As my wife ran to call the vet, I brought her inside to try and clean her up. What attacked me that day was not my cat anymore, it was Satan. Now I had been bitten by cats before, but this was brutal. She growled like a demon and sunk her teeth dam near through my hand. I jumped up, and she was still attached. Blood was squirting all over. I pulled her off my hand only to have her lunge and re-sink her fangs in again. She was out of her mind! We had to have her put down that night. They also had to remove her head and take a brain sample. This was to make sure she didn't have rabies from the animal that attacked her. Long story, but my hand blew up like a balloon. Heavy antibiotics did the trick. Don't mess with cat bites.