Awwww!  I've fortunately never tread on Persia's paws.  But we had a funny
moment last week when the UPS guy came to deliver a package.  I go out on
the front stoop and close the door to sign for packages.  Persia has gotten
over her run-and-hide-when-someone-knocks.  Now she follows me to the edge
of the entry way by the kitchen so I go outside and close the door lest she
be tempted to run out the door.

Anyway, I came back in carrying this big box.  She was sitting in this
narrow entryway and I was trying to move into the dining area to set the box
down.  Persia tried to backpeddle but she couldn't quite get into reverse
LOL  For a moment it looked like one of those situations where you try to
get past a person in a hallway and it looks like you're dancing.  She
finally just turned around rather than engaging the reversing engine :)

Jill

My sympathies, yes, I've done this.  The worst time resulted in having
to cart Panther to the vet once a week for two months after I
accidentally broke his poor little leg by stepping back at just the
wrong moment. But I know the look of a reproachful little face glaring
at me from under the table while busily washing the insulted paw.

Melissa.

Not his paw, but I've stepped on Doc's tail a couple of times in the
dark.  The trouble is that it's *not* dark for him, so he doesn't
understand why I would just tromp on him like that.  

He forgives quickly, though, especially when I apologized kitty-style.

Chak

"Mogular" - that's a cute word. :)

Joyce

I'm glad Mognusticat wasn't hurt.

IBKFergus is black. i wear black shoes. When she was a kitten, she was
smaller than my foot, and my foot is alomst 6' away from my eyes, which
aren't tht great. I am also pretty uncoordinated, and have never been
accused of being graceful. So when IBKFergus was just a wee mite, I stepped
on *her*, not her paw, on *her*. As soon as I ealised what was happening I
lifted my foot and promptly fell over, scraping th eother leg against a
chair and spraining the wrist I fell on, but besides from her dignity,
IBKFergus wasn't hurt.

Except now, any time either of my big clumsy human feet get too near her,
she shrieks in horror and takes a proper swipe and bite at me, even if my
foot is several IBKFergus-lengths away from me (she's a tiny cat). Still, I
haven't stepped on any part of her again.

Shm ogg, on the other hand, takes the various indignities associated with
clumsy human feet as part of the cost of getting gooshy food. He'll bite if
he needs to, but I swear he actively puts himself in harms way just to see
the unco slave do contortions as she hurtles toward the floor. He always
seems to be smirking when I go arse-over-tit to avoid puting my considerable
weight on him.

Yowie

Ooh.  Bunches.  Smokey *loves* to be underfoot -- until he actually is
and then he yowls pitifully.  It's happened more times that we can count
but he seems none the worse for the experience.  Seems to happen most
around the refrigerator, where I suppose he is eternally convinced we
are getting something out for him!

It happens in the dark when Soncek, who sees me, cannot understand I
cannot see him. So when it's dark, I deliberately walk slowly to try to
avoid stepping on Soncek. It still happens from time to time when I
accidently walk faster, and then he is scared of me. After I apologize
profusely, all is well again.
Best wishes,
Polonca and Soncek

And this is why I walk around saying "move, moove,  mooove!"   MLB