A few days ago my daughter came to me; damp, in a towel, and holding our newest Kitten, Sir Wilbur, also in a towel. She said that she had taken him into the shower with her to see what his reaction would be, and that he didn’t mind it at all. <Yes, I know, I have strange children, and even stranger pets> He was just draped all over her arms, head hanging down, looking at me as if to say “It’s all cool. As long as I get some loving, some food, and sleep when I want it, life is great!”
So, anyway, then we come to last night, around 11p. I am sitting here chatting with Mr Bear on ICQ, when I hear this very high-pitched screeech, a loud thud, and then an angry voice demanding to know who had the bright idea of letting the kitten in the shower with him? My daughter then comes running out from the hallway, laughing hysterically, with a huge grin on her face. When I ask what in the world is going on, her smile gets even bigger, and she says that she didn’t do it. <I’m thinking by now, yeah, right!>
Turns out that Wilbur somehow got into the bathroom with our son while he was in the shower and he decided to hop in the shower with him. Needless to say, our son did not appreciate it one little bit! When I told Mr Bear, he started in with some nasty comments, about did I mind our son being in the shower with a pussy, and other such rude comments. I pointed out that Sir Wilbur is a male cat; upon which he asked me if there was something I needed to tell him about our son. It went downhill from there, til I was laughing so hard the pets came to see what was wrong with me.
Our puppy, Crystal, half Jack Russell terrier, half toy fox terrier, came up and was sitting here, looking up at me, head cocked to one side, as if asking if I had lost my marbles, and could she help me find them again. Our other kitten <well, she got fat while we were gone, so she doesn’t look like a kitten any more> Heather, came by and gave me one of those looks that only cats can do right, saying ‘you have obviously lost your mind, what little you had to begin with’.
So, it appears we have a kitten who likes taking showers, and he also likes to sit in the bathroom sink, wet or not. Go figure! I’ll have to make sure that I lock our bathroom door tonight when I take my shower!