Eats Crayons wins the award for funniest cat + water story. Ever.
Thank goodness, because then you’d have to rename your kitty Yellow Snowball.
Jimmy Page got into the bathtub with me once. I had been dreaming about the great day when that would happen since I was 15…alas, it was Jimmy Page the slightly dotty cockatiel rather than Jimmy Page the guitarist.
But in all seriousness, I lost another cockatiel to an open toilet and had to rescue a Senegal Parrot who also fell into the commode. (Luckily I was right there and could get him out before he drowned.) If you have birds or small mammals as pets, keep the toilet lid down!
My younger boy cat, Pierre the Crafty Former Stray, likes to sit on the edge of the tub and drink my bathwater. While I’m in it! He’s a perv.
Glitch in the system, IIRC. I was a Charter Member when I first signed up, but then there was some server error. I’m not going to bother the admins about it.
Damn, Crayons, you’ve got me beat, although I did turn the shower on while Maggie was in the tub because she wouldn’t get out-(even though the faucet was running. Then I switched to the shower. She wasn’t happy!)
The thread title recalls a song by Benny Bell called ‘Shaving Cream’.
Your new verse would be something like:
My kitty fell into the toilet,
in pee water she had a fit,
I’m glad that is all I put there,
or else she’d have fallen in
Shaving cream. Be nice and clean.
Shave every day and you’ll always look keen.
Snowball actually managed to do two such belly flops in total. I guess he thought the first one was a fluke, but the second time… well, maybe there was something unpredictable about that there tub. After the second belly-flop though, there was a subtle change in the routine:
Thunder paws up the second story stairs…
Thunder paws down the hall –
SCREEEEEECH! Brake-feet! Full stop!
Peek in tub. All clear – KATHUMP!
Man, though the clearest part of that memory was the sudden realization that I’d forgotten to pull the plug – a moment of truly, utterly horrified “Oh, shit!”
My cat looooves water. She used to take full-blown showers with her previous owner, but with me, she’ll only take baths. Clairol Herbal Essences smells nice on kitty. 
She’s also a bathroon sink-sleeper, but likes it when you turn the faucet on!
Awwww, now I wanna go home and play with my kitty, and I don’t get to see her for another 11 hours. 
Only if it’s a baggie.
[sub]Bastard. ;)[/sub]
Obligatory warning: be careful what you wash your cat with. At the vet clinic I work for, we only reccommend Dawn dish soap for kitties if you can’t get pet shampoo.
We get a lot of people who can’t seem to tell there cat apart from a human. My personal favorite was the dipstick who dipped his cat in EUCALYPTUS OIL to get rid of fleas because it’s “more natural” than Advantage (the behind-the-neck-one-a-moth flea control that is quite possibly liquid god). When we finally got his cat to stop seizuring, he was willing to listen to reason. Cat does not equal human. Therefore, things safe for humans may not be safe for cats.
/hyjack
My kitty also jumped in the pee-loaded toilet. He thought the lid was down and he could access the wonders of the bathroom counter. For his adventure, he was thrown into the shower with the glass doors and a five-minute run of warm water. He doesn’t go in the bathroom anymore.
Obligatory warning: be careful what you wash your cat with. At the vet clinic I work for, we only reccommend Dawn dish soap for kitties if you can’t get pet shampoo.
We get a lot of people who can’t seem to tell there cat apart from a human. My personal favorite was the dipstick who dipped his cat in EUCALYPTUS OIL to get rid of fleas because it’s “more natural” than Advantage (the behind-the-neck-one-a-moth flea control that is quite possibly liquid god). When we got his cat to stop seizuring, he was willing to listen to reason. Cat does not equal human. Therefore, things safe for humans may not be safe for cats.
/hyjack
My kitty also jumped in the pee-loaded toilet. He thought the lid was down and he could access the wonders of the bathroom counter. For his adventure, he was thrown into the shower with the glass doors and a five-minute run of warm water. He doesn’t go in the bathroom anymore.
Clarification - Herbal Essences was the suds leftover in the bathwater from washing my hair, after which kitty decided to join me. I never actually washed her with it - I have a wonderful brand of cat shampoo for that! Her fur just managed to hold the aroma.
Thanks for the obligatory warning though, for those Dopers who might not know. Eucalyptus oil?!?!? That poor baby! I hope s/he made a full recovery.
I feel compelled to share that I read the title quickly (apparently way too quickly) and thought how amazing the story that your KITCHEN fell in the toilet must be :eek:
Appologies for the double post. Damn slow connection.
No worries, Yamirskoonir, that kitty is better now. The person ment well, but was misguided by the half-educated hippie cult that lives near me. He takes much better care of his cats now and pays attention to whom he gets his info from.
Someday everyone will realize that “natural” does not mean “safe” or “far superior.” Parasitic worms that migrate through your tissues and eventually make you blind are natural and are even common in some parts of Africa.
I will remove myself to the pit. Please continue with amusing soiled kitty stories.
Yamirskoonir PS: Glad your kitty is healthy and happy. My kitty likes to eat my hair when I use flowery shampoos like Herbal Essences. Bonding moment, me and you
Five kittens chasing each other. That’s an awful lot of little claws when they all charge into your bath at one time. They had never heard me shriek before.
Awwwww…we should get your kitty and my kitty together sometime. 
My Russian Blue-mix kitten, Katya, took a swan-dive into the toilet once (when there was just water in it, fortunately). We still don’t know why she did it. My theory is that she was trying to jump up onto the toilet lid and forgot to check that the toilet lid was closed.
My soggy moggy story: One afternoon my cat Rox was acting very strangely out in the garden. She was hanging around the neighbour’s bathroom extension looking agitated. “What’s up” I kept asking but I didn’t understand her reply and eventually left her to it. A few hours later, hours that I felt bad about afterwards, my neighbour, who had just got in from work rushed into my house in a terrible state. “I found the kitten in the toilet!” she wailed holding out a sopping wet towel containing a very limp and sodden kitten. She was waiting for a taxi to take her to the vet but it was rush hour and they said it could take half an hour… could I help?
First thing I did was find a dry towel, the only sign of life from the kitten, Jazz, was this horrible little creaking noise she was making at intervals “Raaaaaaaaaasp …raaaaaaaaaaaaasp … raaaaaaaaaaaaasp.” That was Jazz trying to breathe. I already had a gas fire on so I got the fan heater going too and put Jazz in between them. I’d once heard of a vet doing this for a half drowned cat. Then I got tissue paper (soft loo roll) and dried and massaged her. Rox came and stared with an “I tried to tell you” look. After about ten minutes Jazz began to mew and struggle feebly, protesting my efforts with the rubbing and massaging, and we realised the dreadful rasping had stopped. Around that time my neighbour’s partner got home with the car so they said “sod the taxi” and rushed off to the vet.
The vet was pessimistic, he said he would put her on a heating pad for the night but thought she might be too far gone “Phone in the morning” he said… However when they phoned he said “Come and get her at once!” Not only had she woken up fine but she was now dashing about like a mad thing, terrorizing the office. Resilient little things aren’t they!
NB I was trying to dry and warm her limbs and tail some of the time, I’ve since heard that you should concentrate on the body and let the extremities take care of themselves.
Wow, good for you violacrane!