We (Evan and I) gave the cat a bath. She was not pleased. Actually, she was pissed. But she needed it. She was all natty and danfruffy. Not to mention that she was leaving tufts of fur all over the place.
After the harrowing bath which left the equivalent of a kitten of loose fur in the sink, we brushed her almost dry. This time around we managed to get a small cat from her. I swear this cat is probably now five pounds lighter. What's funny is that although she was really hating Evan and I for bathing her, she seemed pretty happy about the grooming. Luckily I med-ed up a little while ago, but I can feel cat fur all over me and I used the fricking lint roller on myself. I feel fuzzy.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Kitty Bath Time
Posted by BeeOhVee at 11:38 PM
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3 comments:
You are a brave, brave soul.....cat baths have inspired jokes for eons.....
meow *poof*
just think... you and Evan saved the apt from a future hairball explosion!!!! Hopefully she gets over the bath thing without retribution!
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