I was kneeling on the floor to empty the little bit of dry food in Popsie's dish to give him fresh. When I brought the dish back around to set it back on the floor I accidentally smacked him in the side of the face with it.
Luckily it wasn't that hard but the dish is tin so it made a daaawng sound. He's OK, I snuggled him and said sorry over and over. He was probably thinking, "You idiot, I was right there. "How could you not see me woman?!"