So, I was getting pretty dirty. So last night, Catman (aka Daddy), decided to give me a bath, upstairs, in the bathtub.
I hate baths. I hate it. They have to hunt me down like a scared bunny rabbit, and carry me into the bathtub. Pretty typical, right?
So, I was about done…miserable. And Catman decided, “you know what, time for a picture. Where is my camera…oh downstairs.” So, he steps away a few steps, and can see I am still just sitting in the bathtub…miserable. He is thinking, “hmmm. Why didn’t she jump out already? Angus would have jumped out or tried to, even if you are standing there. Lady the Golden would have jumped out if you get more than 2 feet from the bathtub. Aberdeen, Dudley, Cassidy, Slug…all those dogs would jump out by now. Let’s see when she will jump out and make a break for it.”
So he goes downstairs, roots around for the camera phone, and as he is ascending the steps he takes this picture:
As he gets closer, he sees that even Herman the Cat is stunned about it all…
So he goes downstairs, and tells Mama what happened. Her immediate response, was “Oh my God…I’m getting a real dog tomorrow morning!”