Kitty had a bath

I forgot to mention that on Friday when I came home from work, the husband was in the kitchen with the pet kennel pulled apart, cleaning it. The day before, he had taken the dog to the vet and that day he took the cat. Well, I guess the cat peed in the kennel and it was pretty foul. Jason noticed this at the vet's office because something smelled and so there he was, with the cat, and she was covered in her own piss while waiting to see the vet.

I was surprised, because she's never done that before. Then Jason mentioned he had closed the door to the spare room in the morning to keep the dog out -- and that's where the cat's box is. I didn't notice the door was closed. So, the cat -- bless her -- had held it all day long and I guess couldn't hold it anymore. She pissed herself.

The vet sprayed her with something to help w/the smell, and did his examination. Fun. So when Jason got home, he gave the cat a bath and cleaned the kennel. That must've been a blast. Smokey hasn't had a bath in 4 years -- and the time we did that was after she jumped in the neighbor's pool to avoid a dog that was chasing her. Yeah, bath time is a little traumatic for the cat. Interestingly, though her breath could probably kill a small dog, the cat always smells fine -- she cleans herself.

It was funny when I got home and the cat was only half dry, so she wasn't quite the big fuzzball she usually is. And, she was not happy! I picked her up for a minute to say hello and let her go so she could air dry in peace.

Coat looks great now, though.