Anyone want to earn $40?
10 minutes ago: Consumption of coffee and breakfast underway, and I noticed that Humboldt (the cat) had some dander. We had been talking about giving the cat a bath and the dander citing somehow triggered the "this is a good idea" switch in my still sleeping brain.
9 minutes ago: I go into the first floor bathroom, rinse out the tub, move the miscellaneous items (magazines) out of the way, quickly fill the tub with an inch (IF that) of luke-warm-warmish water and call for Humboldt.
7 minutes ago: Humboldt happily comes into said bathroom and meows in a "I'm so happy to see you way", I pick him up and place him into the tub...
6 minutes and 50 seconds ago: Humboldt realizes what he is sitting in, his eyes bulge and simultaneously all limbs and paws are pointing in opposite yet upwards directions - as he bolts from the tub water gets EVERYWHERE; me, the toilet, the books stacked on the sink, the outside of the tub, the floor, the neat decorative-looking towels from Mrs. Webb hanging idly on the towel rack, and the door.
6 minutes and 45 seconds ago: Humboldt with his limbs and tail all wet is looking at me with the saddest look his face can produce accompanied with the "I'm wailing because I'm sad/scared/about to puke/going to the vet/going somewhere I don't know/in my carrier for unknown reasons" meow. I am wiping the bathroom up and telling him it is going to be OK.
5 minutes ago: Still wiping up the bathroom, Humboldt has toned down the wailing and has begun Operation Lick-Myself-All-Over-Because-I-am-Wet-For-Unknown-Reasons.
4 minutes ago: I decide it is OK to open the door and the bathroom is partially dry (good enough). Surprised that the door is open, Humboldt actually moves closer to the tub than the door before realizing it is safe to go outside. Chris comes in from the garage and asked what just happened... yeah.
3 minutes ago up to now: Humboldt is still licking profusely; however, he has allowed me to pet him.
If anyone wants to wash and dry my cat you'll earn yourself a quick (haha) $40! :)
9 minutes ago: I go into the first floor bathroom, rinse out the tub, move the miscellaneous items (magazines) out of the way, quickly fill the tub with an inch (IF that) of luke-warm-warmish water and call for Humboldt.
7 minutes ago: Humboldt happily comes into said bathroom and meows in a "I'm so happy to see you way", I pick him up and place him into the tub...
6 minutes and 50 seconds ago: Humboldt realizes what he is sitting in, his eyes bulge and simultaneously all limbs and paws are pointing in opposite yet upwards directions - as he bolts from the tub water gets EVERYWHERE; me, the toilet, the books stacked on the sink, the outside of the tub, the floor, the neat decorative-looking towels from Mrs. Webb hanging idly on the towel rack, and the door.
6 minutes and 45 seconds ago: Humboldt with his limbs and tail all wet is looking at me with the saddest look his face can produce accompanied with the "I'm wailing because I'm sad/scared/about to puke/going to the vet/going somewhere I don't know/in my carrier for unknown reasons" meow. I am wiping the bathroom up and telling him it is going to be OK.
5 minutes ago: Still wiping up the bathroom, Humboldt has toned down the wailing and has begun Operation Lick-Myself-All-Over-Because-I-am-Wet-For-Unknown-Reasons.
4 minutes ago: I decide it is OK to open the door and the bathroom is partially dry (good enough). Surprised that the door is open, Humboldt actually moves closer to the tub than the door before realizing it is safe to go outside. Chris comes in from the garage and asked what just happened... yeah.
3 minutes ago up to now: Humboldt is still licking profusely; however, he has allowed me to pet him.
If anyone wants to wash and dry my cat you'll earn yourself a quick (haha) $40! :)
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