Have you ever given a cat a bath? The last time, the cat bit my thumb and broke the skin. I called the Dr. office after it had swollen to twice normal size in about a half an hour. The receptionist asked me how quickly I could get there, and the Dr. was waiting for me at the door. He cleaned the wound and gave me an antibiotic on the spot and called in a prescription to be filled immediately. We don't have that cat anymore but, did you know a cat's mouth is that dirty?
So - last night, previous experience aside, I decided our cats needed baths. Brady (named after Michigan QB at the time, Tom Brady) is about 6 years old, and maybe 19 lbs. He's huge. He's gray and white short hair with a smudge on his nose. Brady is my cat. I was scratching his back and noticed some old flea dirt, some flaking skin, and a lot of loose hair. It's been about 5 years since the time Brady had a bath! Jeremy and I decided to make it a tag team effort - thankfully! Poor Brady he yowled, and he yowled. He was so loud, and making noises I have never, ever heard from a cat - at one point I even looked over my shoulder, thinking there was a child hollering behind me and being in the bathtub, it echoed. I held Brady down in the bathtub and Jeremy got him wet, shampooed, and rinsed him. Brady hollered the whole time. It took all I had to hold him. You would have thought we were killing that cat. I was afraid he was going to wake Jacob! Once we got him out and in a towel, he quieted down but, we didn't see much of Brady the rest of the night.
Woody, (named after then St. Louis Cardinals pitcher Woody Williams) is about 4 years old and 15 lbs. He's an orange tabby, with a face like a lion. Woody is Jeremy's cat and an inbreed from my sister's farm. He has no hair on his ears, or by his nose, very little hair on his tail AND he sheds like crazy! So we're ready to wash him - he hasn't had a bath since he came to us! Anyway, we can't find him! We searched our whole house (which is huge), no Woody, anywhere. We searched the basement, under all the beds, in the closets, under the furniture, still no Woody. Jeremy chased him into the house earlier, so I knew he was in. We couldn't find him. Jeremy finally went outside and looked again. Jeremy didn't see where Woody came from but he was sitting on the back porch when Jeremy had given up and came in. Okay, so, I thought the cat was in (we don't let him out, he sneaks). Jeremy scooped him up, took him upstairs, and washed him. Jeremy said Woody made about 5 yowls and was done - I never heard a thing. We didn't see Woody the rest of the night either.
We finished up a some laundry and went up to go to bed. I wanted to take a shower - I felt like I was covered in wet cat hair, I walked into the bathroom and I smelled it. Woody was pretty quiet for his bath but he had peed in the bathtub! 11:30 PM and there I am, with the antibacterial scrubbing bubbles, cleaning my tub. Thanks cat.
Although both cats looked shiny, clean, and fluffy this morning, I think the damn cats can stay dirty!
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