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Having been around cats all my life and owning two 18 month old boys, I thought I had just about experienced it all! NOT!
I had just settled down in the corner of the couch to read my book when Kricket (my Maine Coon) jumps in my lap. He was emitting a fairly potent aroma from his derriere and when I investigated, I realized he was in desperate need of 'personal care'! He has long, shaggy hair and I do my best to keep him 'man-scaped' on a weekly basis, but I must have slacked a bit because he had some definite residue clumped in his fur.
*sigh* This was going to require a bath, for sure.
Kricket gets bathed about every 4 to 6 weeks to reduce shedding and he has always done very well during his previous baths. So, why would this time be any different, right?
I'm ready - He's ready. Here we go!
Kricket in the bathroom - check
Door closed tightly - check
Keeker is out in the living room in a deep nap - check
Placed treat on vanity - check
Towel in the tub to prevent him slipping - check
Towel at side of tub for drying - check
Water at correct temperature - check
Water at low velocity - check
Folded rug in front of tub for my knees - check
Shampoo within reach - check
Place Kricket in tub - check
Pre-brushed tangles to prevent matting - check
Slowly spray him down and apply shampoo - check
All is going well. Kricket is laying in the tub enjoying a shampoo and massage.
Getting close to the end and I begin to gently spray him down to rinse shampoo out. Things are still going well. Kricket is still relaxed (my knees are killing me!). Then I stood him up so I could complete the rinse. Then it happened!
While he is standing, I carefully lifted his tail a bit to be sure 'everything' was well washed and rinsed and as soon as I ran the spray nozzle under his tail, he literally flew over top of me, bolted off my shoulder and promptly scurried into his enclosed litter box and huddled in the back corner!
Talking gently to him, I reached in to pet him and he rubbed his head against my hand while I removed the lid from the box. Looking down, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I did both!
There he was, my beautiful little boy - sopping wet and covered in clumping litter! I picked him up and held him close, gently talking all the while and comforting him. Now I was covered in damp clumping litter!
Back to ground zero. He very submissively sat in the tub while I rinsed, and rinsed, and rinsed the litter from him. All the while he is holding his head high and stretching out his neck so I could stroke under his chin, and loving every second of it!
Finally, I wrapped him in the towel and fluffed him, gave him his treat, then set him free outside the bathroom door. Then it was my turn, LOL.
There was cat litter everywhere - some dry, some wet and clumping on me, the floor and the rug. Where to begin?!
What should have been a quick bath and rinse turned into an hour and a half of mayhem! Next time a bath is in order, I will be sure to slide the litter box into the bathroom closet beforehand! What a mess!
Here I sit, huffing and puffing after a good workout and his fuzzy (but very clean) butt is curled up in the middle of my bed grooming himself! I think I am going to go find my book and go join him. After what we just went through, we BOTH need a cat nap!
He will get his man-scape later this evening when he is completely dry and things (me!) have calmed down. *sigh* Then I will have clumps of cat hair to clean up! I'm getting too old for this! LOL
I had just settled down in the corner of the couch to read my book when Kricket (my Maine Coon) jumps in my lap. He was emitting a fairly potent aroma from his derriere and when I investigated, I realized he was in desperate need of 'personal care'! He has long, shaggy hair and I do my best to keep him 'man-scaped' on a weekly basis, but I must have slacked a bit because he had some definite residue clumped in his fur.
*sigh* This was going to require a bath, for sure.
Kricket gets bathed about every 4 to 6 weeks to reduce shedding and he has always done very well during his previous baths. So, why would this time be any different, right?
I'm ready - He's ready. Here we go!
Kricket in the bathroom - check
Door closed tightly - check
Keeker is out in the living room in a deep nap - check
Placed treat on vanity - check
Towel in the tub to prevent him slipping - check
Towel at side of tub for drying - check
Water at correct temperature - check
Water at low velocity - check
Folded rug in front of tub for my knees - check
Shampoo within reach - check
Place Kricket in tub - check
Pre-brushed tangles to prevent matting - check
Slowly spray him down and apply shampoo - check
All is going well. Kricket is laying in the tub enjoying a shampoo and massage.
Getting close to the end and I begin to gently spray him down to rinse shampoo out. Things are still going well. Kricket is still relaxed (my knees are killing me!). Then I stood him up so I could complete the rinse. Then it happened!
While he is standing, I carefully lifted his tail a bit to be sure 'everything' was well washed and rinsed and as soon as I ran the spray nozzle under his tail, he literally flew over top of me, bolted off my shoulder and promptly scurried into his enclosed litter box and huddled in the back corner!
Talking gently to him, I reached in to pet him and he rubbed his head against my hand while I removed the lid from the box. Looking down, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I did both!
There he was, my beautiful little boy - sopping wet and covered in clumping litter! I picked him up and held him close, gently talking all the while and comforting him. Now I was covered in damp clumping litter!
Back to ground zero. He very submissively sat in the tub while I rinsed, and rinsed, and rinsed the litter from him. All the while he is holding his head high and stretching out his neck so I could stroke under his chin, and loving every second of it!
Finally, I wrapped him in the towel and fluffed him, gave him his treat, then set him free outside the bathroom door. Then it was my turn, LOL.
There was cat litter everywhere - some dry, some wet and clumping on me, the floor and the rug. Where to begin?!
What should have been a quick bath and rinse turned into an hour and a half of mayhem! Next time a bath is in order, I will be sure to slide the litter box into the bathroom closet beforehand! What a mess!
Here I sit, huffing and puffing after a good workout and his fuzzy (but very clean) butt is curled up in the middle of my bed grooming himself! I think I am going to go find my book and go join him. After what we just went through, we BOTH need a cat nap!
He will get his man-scape later this evening when he is completely dry and things (me!) have calmed down. *sigh* Then I will have clumps of cat hair to clean up! I'm getting too old for this! LOL