Current mood:
tired
So I gave the cats a bath about an hour ago. All three of them. Ugh. What a pain in the ass. My back hurts SOOOO bad from bending over the tub so long...tiredBUT.... It was Zak's first bath, I think. And he was SUCH a sweet little angel for the whole thing. I'm so proud of my lil baby. He was terrified of the water and he (and Sidda) both got all poofy about it, but he didn't cry till the very end when I had to rinse him. And he NEVER ONCE used his claws. I was impressed.
Then when I pulled him out of the tub and wrung him off a bit and wadded him up in the towel, he didn't want to move. He was perfectly content to have me dry him completely. He was still all shook up from the bathing part of it and was shaking, but he was also purring his little heart out and being all snuggly with me. It was about as sweet as he has ever really been. He's not a people cat unless he WANTS to be. So him being a doll-baby like that... well, it just about melted my icy old heart.
Mudd was a right turd about things and drooled everywhere. Poor big dumb cat. He's still pissed at me and isn't coming anywhere near me.
Sidda was not bad, but she wasn't great, either. She was PISSED when I let her out of the bathroom, but she came up to me and was being all lovey a little bit ago to let me know that she didn't hate me.
God, I love our cats. Even Mudd even though he hates me right now.
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