He was lying on my lap and I was reading a quite heavy book. He fidgeted around and stood up, making me lose my grip on the book, which fell on him. He leapt up and ran under the table, and spat at me
He was clearly terrified. He then hid behind the sofa. He is a rescue cat and that's what he did when I first got him home. He does it when he's really scared.
I sat with him and talked softly to him and eventually he came out. He is still nervous though. Heartbreaking to see him scared of me
. Luckily he is not hurt.
NB: I may be a little hormonal.