You all know that I am the Midnight Knitter; some of my best work gets done between midnight and 1am. The house is peaceful, the world (and the cats) are asleep and I descend into the calming meditation of smooth knitting while watching the late night talk shows.
So last night I thought it was really nice when Yellow Boy cuddled against my head on the back of the knitting chair while MacKenzie was asleep on my legs. He never does that…
Yep, while the world was peacefully asleep I had to give this cat (and his poopy bottom) a bath at 1am this morning. It was just horrible. There were shrieking wails at horrific volumes. MacKenzie, the cat not in the sink, cried too as he paced the counters trying to intervene. Crashing, clawing and hissing happened. I got bit (not badly) and there was also a scratch. By the time it was over there was a lot of water on the floor and we were all just exhausted. Strangely, Yellow Boy doesn’t mind the blow dryer too much, so I was able to get him semi-dry before he got cold.
The trouble here is that Yellow Boy is very furry with lots of “feathers” on his rear end. He has a tiny, but very furry, tail that looks like a bunny rabbit’s; he can’t lift his tail out of the way. He eats my plants and every bug and spider that he can catch; sometimes he has litter box accidents that create these horrific cat-bath events. I’m on immunosuppressants and really can’t risk scratches and bites anymore. I decided to take action!