Leather pantsuit?

This morning, while casually checking my email, one of the cats (of course it was Dr. Tobias, the troublemaker) attempted to jump up on the chair on which I was sitting. He somehow missed, and so his tiny paws grappled for something to hang on to. They found something: my exposed lower back. Now I have a perfect set of claw marks in my skin, and I wonder: do you think I might turn into Catwoman?