bad Whiskey kitty

Went to my doc.  Got a tetanus shot and penicillin.  He told me to stay away from strange cats.  He also took a look at my wrist, where I cut it from when I put my hand through the window when I moved.  He wanted to know why I didn't come in for that -- and frankly I had no good reason except that I didn't have the time (I was moving!) HB - who lives down the street - knows the cat.  He had a similar experience and got scratched.  He didn't get sick.  He doesn't pet the cat anymore either.  There is another neighborhood cat that they feed which they call Rufus.  I have seen Rufus, but she usually runs when she see me. Apparently HB's son has named the black cat "Whiskey" -- short for Whiskers.  Well, that Whiskey may be smooth, but he packs a mean bite.  Wouldn't you know that Whiskey was sitting by my car waiting for me first thing morning?  He was all loving, rubbing up on my leg and stuff.  Bad kitty!