More Petunnia Guilt

A little while ago, Petunnia and I were on the couch, and she stretched and caught her claw in the arm. When I went to rescue her, she screamed and ran away, and I realized I had done something to her bad leg. I could not have felt worse, and when she wouldn't let me look at her leg - or even give her a pet - I did the only thing I could think of: i.e., cover every surface in the living room - floor, chairs, couch, tables - with a thick layer of catnip. Needless to say, all is well now...