I'm so glad I have a sense of humor.
I wish I had a butt to match my impeccable sense of humor..... that would make some of owning my Snowshoe more enjoyable. Why?
I have a blog post on what I go thru in the bathroom, and the post originated over a territorial dispute with the hubs over real estate. Read it here. I have a lot of stuff in the bathroom.
However, and this is irony for you that my last post was "I heart my cat"..... The little masked snot....loves hair ties. I have long hair and often succumb to the lazy-mom routine of a ponytail or one of those 'folded ones' as I don't want the kink to be permanent when I have 7 lazy-mom days in a row. Bushido, adores hair ties. I have no bloody clue as to why.
He will teeter on the bathroom sink to get to the drawers beneath, and wiggle them open for hair ties. He will get up on the counter (no!) and pull hair ties off of bottle tops (thought that might stop him- it didn't), he will sit IN the sink and get the hair tie off the sink faucet if I put it there too. I resorted to the drawers as a "Hail Mary"....and now he has those figured out too. I am running low on hair ties because along with pipe-cleaners...my siamese LOOOOOOOOOOOVES having those, and I am running out of hiding places.
So....I'm in the shower, washing my hair. I remove the hair tie from my hair and NORMALLY I put it in the soap dish so that nothing happens to it. I've learned.
This time my hands were slick with soap and I dropped it. From behind the shower curtain....ON THE OTHER SIDE (the dry side, mind you) comes a white paw.....*zing*......
I can't believe his accuracy. He had to be waiting there like a ninja.
He nailed the hair tie....snagged it with his paw....and bolted.
I know that Bushi + hair tie = chewing, which in a larger equation = cat barf around the house.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I shrieked. He ran faster.
He made it out of the bathroom, through my bedroom, and into the hallway before pausing to get a CHOMPCHOMP on it..... and before he either realized or acknowledged there was a tall, wet, naked woman following him.
We made it to the top of the stair landing...in view of THREE un-curtained windows.
I'm so glad this was during the day and visibility is limited!!!
Cripes.
He dropped the hair tie in his effort to make a quick getaway...at the top of the stairs.
I think I took all 6'2" of me and scrunched to 4'....and got the hair tie...and returned to my shower.
Good grief. Remember when flying thru the house butt-naked and wet from a bath was fun?
This was NOT that fun.
Stoopid cat.
I wish I had a butt to match my impeccable sense of humor..... that would make some of owning my Snowshoe more enjoyable. Why?
I have a blog post on what I go thru in the bathroom, and the post originated over a territorial dispute with the hubs over real estate. Read it here. I have a lot of stuff in the bathroom.
However, and this is irony for you that my last post was "I heart my cat"..... The little masked snot....loves hair ties. I have long hair and often succumb to the lazy-mom routine of a ponytail or one of those 'folded ones' as I don't want the kink to be permanent when I have 7 lazy-mom days in a row. Bushido, adores hair ties. I have no bloody clue as to why.
He will teeter on the bathroom sink to get to the drawers beneath, and wiggle them open for hair ties. He will get up on the counter (no!) and pull hair ties off of bottle tops (thought that might stop him- it didn't), he will sit IN the sink and get the hair tie off the sink faucet if I put it there too. I resorted to the drawers as a "Hail Mary"....and now he has those figured out too. I am running low on hair ties because along with pipe-cleaners...my siamese LOOOOOOOOOOOVES having those, and I am running out of hiding places.
So....I'm in the shower, washing my hair. I remove the hair tie from my hair and NORMALLY I put it in the soap dish so that nothing happens to it. I've learned.
This time my hands were slick with soap and I dropped it. From behind the shower curtain....ON THE OTHER SIDE (the dry side, mind you) comes a white paw.....*zing*......
I can't believe his accuracy. He had to be waiting there like a ninja.
He nailed the hair tie....snagged it with his paw....and bolted.
I know that Bushi + hair tie = chewing, which in a larger equation = cat barf around the house.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I shrieked. He ran faster.
He made it out of the bathroom, through my bedroom, and into the hallway before pausing to get a CHOMPCHOMP on it..... and before he either realized or acknowledged there was a tall, wet, naked woman following him.
We made it to the top of the stair landing...in view of THREE un-curtained windows.
I'm so glad this was during the day and visibility is limited!!!
Cripes.
He dropped the hair tie in his effort to make a quick getaway...at the top of the stairs.
I think I took all 6'2" of me and scrunched to 4'....and got the hair tie...and returned to my shower.
Good grief. Remember when flying thru the house butt-naked and wet from a bath was fun?
This was NOT that fun.
Stoopid cat.
November 29, 2009 11:03 PM
All I can do is laugh...and think about how cold it would have been. Hope your heater was on.