An unfortunate bath
Our little kitten had his first bath the other day. Like his mother he’s taken to hovering around the bath and given the opportunity, drinking gallons of soapy bathwater (I know – Yechh). Anyway, I’d half filled the bath, turned the water off and was just about to leave the bathroom when in ran little Ollie (ginger, a few months old, half-moggy, half Main Coone) jumped up and immediately ended up under water.
Of course as this was his first time I was terrified of sticking my hands into the bath in case they ended up shredded but hey, Maureen would kill me if I returned a dead cat.. Amazingly although his immediate reaction was to swim to the side, he didn’t as much as put his claws out. Since then he’s had his first venture outside the house and seems to have taken to the rain quite readily. His mother likes nothing better than to get wet and it looks like she’s passed this on.
I’ve had cats all my life and never come across anything like these two.