At my place, Jakaya went for a short sleep in the guest room, and apparently Maggie doesn’t like the sound of a crying baby. Baby cried, Steve went to check, Maggie (under bed) got spooked and latched onto Steve’s unprotected calf like a bear grappling with a shark. I’ve never seen so many individual little holes in someone’s leg. Used about half a tube of Polysporin treating the results of that 4-second encounter. Ouch!