DEMONIC CAT WASHING
Every 30 or 40 years, we wash our cats. It's a little like the running of the bulls in Spain, except much less frequent. But, it's a Sunday, we're bored...why not. Of course, if you're gonna wash a cat, you gotta get kinda demonic on their asses. Or they will f--- you up in an instant. Thus the look on my face...
Jeff
posted by JeffV @ 4:06 PM
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I have never soaked a cat on purpose. I laughed once when I saw one fall into a swimming pool (because who wouldn't think that a cat doing the dog-paddle was funny?), but never on purpose.
Mine have always washed themselves. Maybe yours are broken...?
Bless you VanderMeer and your household where safety is an issue. That fire extinguisher makes my old safety officer's heart go all gooey. :)
Oh, there's an animal too... not a dog though. :( Great pictures! You ooght to make poctsards out of those.
We have only gone through the stress of washing cats once. Never again!
One of the cats we washed disappeared forever the same night. I have never been sure whether the bathing caused her to run away or something horrible happened to her that same night. I suspect it was the latter.
I had enough problems weighing my cat, let alone washing him. I just couldn't get him to stand still on the weighing scales -- he always kept one paw on the ground -- and I wasted a whole afternoon.
Then someone told me that I was supposed to hold the cat and weigh us both together and then subtract my own weight. D'oh! But I just couldn't get myself to stand still on the weighing scales -- I always kept one foot on the ground -- etc.
Damn, that is not a happy cat. Surprised you eschewed the chainmail there Jeff...
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