The piece, Cat Bathing as a Martial Art, written by Bud Herron had me crying with laughter, as I'm certainly no stranger to this type of activity.
That is not to say that I bathe the two indoor cats that reside in my apartment; they do a fine job of it themselves. Washing cats removes the luster from their coat, leaving them not as soft and cuddly as they should be.
On the right is Girl Cat, a.k.a. Levi. She is absolute trouble with a capital 'T'. If she's not in it, she's on it, under it or hanging from it — she has conquered every place that exists high and low within her surrounding walls. On the other hand, Boy Cat, a.k.a. Datsun is extremely well behaved. This could be due to the fact that he is a scaredy cat and sleeps 22 hours of the day.
The pair run the house and most days I remain amazed by the ability of their movement. There are stories upon stories that could be told and the best thing is that other cat owners will undoubtedly relate coming back with an extremely similar incident.
My favorite part of the written piece is when Herron mentions wearing canvas overalls, construction boots, steel-mesh gloves, an army helmet, a hockey face mask and a heavy jacket before cat bathing begins — excellent advice the next time I need to get Boy Cat into the carrier for a trip to the vet.
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