The cats sat around the tub while I bathed. They tried to drink from my water glass; they watched the washcloth as if it were a fish. Then Taku was with me in the water. I don’t know if he jumped or fell. He made a noise. I made a noise. He tried to jump out, and he fell back in. I tried to toss him out, and he used me as a trampoline. He fled to the study. He was halfway sopping. If he were an Easter egg, his bottom would be a different color from his top. I dried myself, and found that I look like I took a bath with a Cuisinart. And Sitka was so terrified that he went to his box and pooped.
(Originally posted October 30, 2014)