So Anya got a bath last night, even though she had already had a "bath" on Monday morning when she was being goofy and fell in the tub with me.
In our apartment, where its just me and my husband, we've learned that if you don't at least leave a crack in the bathroom door while you're in there you get a very unhappy kitten scratching and meowing at the other side of the door. Brian was in there last night and all of a sudden I heard, "Anya!!!! EWWWWW!!!!"
"Mid-stream", if you will, she had hopped up on the toilet rim and placed herself between Brian and his target. Not being able to stop in the middle...he peed on her.
I told him since he was the one that did it he had to bathe her. He doesn't like to do anything that makes her unhappy or mad at him, so who bathed her? Yep...me.
Silly kitten.
In our apartment, where its just me and my husband, we've learned that if you don't at least leave a crack in the bathroom door while you're in there you get a very unhappy kitten scratching and meowing at the other side of the door. Brian was in there last night and all of a sudden I heard, "Anya!!!! EWWWWW!!!!"
"Mid-stream", if you will, she had hopped up on the toilet rim and placed herself between Brian and his target. Not being able to stop in the middle...he peed on her.
I told him since he was the one that did it he had to bathe her. He doesn't like to do anything that makes her unhappy or mad at him, so who bathed her? Yep...me.
Silly kitten.