Monday, February 8, 2010

A Fresh Tux

Due to a short reprieve from fostering (our new dog is coming on Wednesday), I thought I would take this opportunity to share a story about my cat. It actually does involve a foster dog, Layla, who got a wonderful forever family last week. Here goes:

I had filled the tub with about 4 inches of water in anticipation of giving my foster dog a bath. After stepping out for a moment to check my email, I promptly heard a splash and then a howl, which echoed through my home. Oh, Tux! The bathtub was one of his favorite places to relax (for whatever reason), and I guess that in all of his nine years, he had never been faced with the prospect of landing in water when he hopped in. It was only natural for him to leap without first looking. Needless to say, he won't make that mistake again! My soaked kitty came screaming into the kitchen and slid across the floor before landing on his favorite bar stool. While he sat there, staring at me in disgust, I couldn't help but snicker. My Tux had finally been cleaned!

Tux, less than thrilled about having a bath

1 comment:

  1. When I was in high school I had a cat, Cotton, who would race me to the bathroom every morning - and knock me down to get their first. He would jump in the tub and wait for me to give him a drink from the faucet. One morning I got up early and filled the tub with water for a bath. I went back to my bedroom for something I'd forgotten and when I headed back to the bathroom, Cotton made a dash for it. He ran into the bathroom and jumped in the tub full of water. Needless to say his scream was heard throughout the house. He was mad at me for two days.