SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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Well tonight my wife decided it was high time to get rid of the fleas on the kittens. She had everything ready for the assault. A tub with warm water, large plastic cups to douse the kittens with. Flea shampoo just for kittens. Large fluffy towels. (Hey why don't I get those?)
One by one she caught them and carried them to their own version of hell. One by one she carried these wet and traumatised little furmonsters out to me to be dried and kept warm. (There is nothing as pathetic looking as a soaking wet kitten.)
Well now the kittens are dry and warm. Oh hell not only are they dry and warm they are wound up and intent on revenge. The little Dust Bunnies of Destruction are tearing around this place like Pre-Teen Girls heading for a boy band concert. Yowls, howls and exposed teeth and claws as they bounce off the walls attacking everything that looks like it might even think of moving. (I have paw prints on my monitor from one of them attacking the cursor.)
The adult cats have of course wisely found hiding places well above the plane of attack.
Cat
One by one she caught them and carried them to their own version of hell. One by one she carried these wet and traumatised little furmonsters out to me to be dried and kept warm. (There is nothing as pathetic looking as a soaking wet kitten.)
Well now the kittens are dry and warm. Oh hell not only are they dry and warm they are wound up and intent on revenge. The little Dust Bunnies of Destruction are tearing around this place like Pre-Teen Girls heading for a boy band concert. Yowls, howls and exposed teeth and claws as they bounce off the walls attacking everything that looks like it might even think of moving. (I have paw prints on my monitor from one of them attacking the cursor.)
The adult cats have of course wisely found hiding places well above the plane of attack.
Cat