Yesterday I got home later after having some tests run at the hospital only to find a strange cat all covered in mud at the door waiting to get in! I could only imagine another stray cat but he bounced inside and immediately took over a chair hoping I wouldn't notice him or his shameful deed.
I went into the kitchen and opened a can of cat food . He soon forgot about how he must have looked and came running in. With the process of deduction and other cats accounted for, it was narrowed down. "Aslan, is that you?" My guess is that he had been chasing game or was chased by another cat that had forced him into or he had fallen into the creek bed or the pond. No matter, the results were the same and he's not talking. "Your grounded!" I said in my mommy voice.
"Ah....but mom, it wasn't my fault!" he said. "Don't but mom me.... Eat your supper and we will deal with it later."
Unfortunately he was going to have to stay the way he was, since we had a guest coming over that evening. We banished him to the mud room and by the time our guest left, it was late and both Rog and I were tired and went to bed. I would just simply have to figure out what to do with him the next day.
By morning I started calling around for groomers that bathed cats. Lots of groomers for dogs, but for cats, that was another story. Finally found one 40 min. away in the same town and about the same time frame as I had an appointment with my gynacologist.
A couple of hours later, we both had our "fur" floofed up and were on our way home. ROTFL Only thing was, he got a pretty bow and I didn't! Oh well, the bow didn't last long, but my aren't we handsome?
"Let me show you my bellys" he says,"I'm so floofy!" "
"Well, the $35.00 was worth it to me, but dear boy, you are still grounded, so you better get use to it. It will be a long while before you are going anywhere..........' cause mom says so!