Married to the Empire

Sunday, May 20, 2007

The cats haven't killed us yet

Our cats have had a rough weekend. With the weather becoming so warm down here in Texas, the cats have been shedding profusely. One of the best ways we've found to help get rid of the excess fur is to bathe them. Yes, we bathe our cats. (Really, we're not crazy!)

Our poor boys despise baths. The weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth is of biblical proportions. If they wore clothes, they'd be tearing them in their distress. Doogie wailed like he was being killed. Calvin endured in silence. They were no doubt plotting our deaths. Ruf and I were very unpopular for a couple of hours after that ordeal.

Poor Doogie has allergies. Usually it's his nose that makes him itchy and sneezy. Today, though, it was his left eye. It was very pink, and he was desperately trying to scratch it by rubbing it hard against Ruf's nose. So, we took him into the bathroom to flush his eyes with saline. He fought hard, buried his face in Ruf's armpit, and smacked my hands away as much as he could. We're bigger and stronger, though, so we prevailed. Again, we were most unpopular.

But you know what? The boys have most of their shedding fur gone, they smell great (mango soap!), and Doogie's eye is clear again. Sometimes we have to do unpleasant things to those we love because we love them.

I just wish I'd thought to take pictures of my little drowned rats while they were in the tub yesterday.

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