Cats really are crap aren’t they? You come in from work after a long day at work and do they say hello and let you know how nice it is to see you? Nope, they cry and cry for strokes and food. They’re only interested in themselves and they only look at you as something that can get them what they want. They’re smart though, they recognise they sometimes have to kiss ass to get it.
If you come in to your dog mind you, lets say after a hard day, the dog is pleased to see you because you’re home. It doesn’t want attention or food or love, it’s just seriously glad you’re back. If you dropped dead the second you walked in the door the dog would guard your body and die next to you if need be. The cat would just eat you.
So then for the OP, his wife cuts herself and struggles to cope. His wife’s guardian angel appears and presumably provides support in her hour of crisis.
What does the cat do when it sees this protector, this watcher, this shield around the person who cat lovers will tell us, is the most important person it it’s life?
It backs away shit scared.
Cats. You’ve invited satan into your house.