Cat attack

I love cats with a passion, but have twice been attacked, the first is too funny not to share.

Smokey was a Blue Point Siamese, and was not the first cat we have owned who thought he was a dog, hubby used to have great fun crawling on hands and knees stalking him. He ripped hubby to pieces, and I have heard of stories of elderly keeping this breed as watch dogs!
He disliked people, other than when he was stalking them, and we all knew to check under the bed before getting up in the morning.

One day I came home from work, with newly permed hair. Was chatting innocently to the family on the couch, when I felt a searing pain in my scalp. I jumped up and started running around trying to dislodge the cat from my head. He had dug his claws in and I had blood running down my face.
Hubby was in hysterics laughing at me.
Once we removed the cat I was really really angry. The girls by this time had also started laughing, which did not help my wounded ego.To this day he tells the story of my cat hat.
Only afterwards did we realise what had happened.
He had come out of the room and looked up at the back of the couch.
Only my head was visible, he saw the fuzz and decided that there was an interloper in the house.
He silently stalked and then attacked.
Once he realised it was me, he was stuck and I was in any case bounding around, so he couldn't let go. He followed me around for days after that , think he was trying to apologise!