nverlandKnow what's good for what ails ya? Showering with your cat! (no, I'm not kidding)
I told Lou this morning that she was going to get a shower today, so every time I've gone in to potty she's raced me in there.
I finally decide it's time and grab the cat. Cho and Will join us and she sits, waiting, while I get everything ready. Grab up said cat, step into shower and close curtain.
Now, I know you're all thinking fangs, and claws, and blood and guts. But not with my girl.
We step under the water, she shuffles in my arms to put her head on my chest, wraps a leg around my arm and starts to purr. Lather her up with Bert's soap-it's an oatmeal/olive oil thing-and wash all I can reach, then back under the spray to rinse a lot. She actually tipped her face back into the water once. Get all the suds off, wrap her in her big fluffy white towel and set her on the bath chair that is now sitting in the middle of the room, where she stayed until I was done and opened the bathroom door to come out.
She is currently sitting in the sunny living room window, drying herself and very happy. (and I can't tell you how much I wish someone could take photos of her getting a bath, no one ever believes me.)