Sunday, March 25, 2007

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

5 Comments:

At 8:32 PM, Blogger Gigi said...

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...?

 
At 1:47 PM, Blogger jukkahoo said...

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.

 
At 4:07 PM, Blogger Anne S said...

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.

 
At 2:00 PM, Blogger rhysaurus said...

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.

 
At 12:16 PM, Blogger ArielUK said...

Damn, that is not a happy cat. Surprised you eschewed the chainmail there Jeff...

 

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