Finn is always on the couch when I am, lying right up against me. Last night, he was deeply asleep when I accidentally startled/woke him, and he tore into my hand.
I've had ice on it ever since (slept with an ice back tied in place), but it's a mess. I bruise so easily anyway, this is going to continue to look hideous for a while.
Knitting, obviously, is on hold for a bit.