Come with me on a journey…
To a land not far from here– Albany, NY. Oooh. Ahhh.
We'll go to interesting places! (WAMC- Thank you for not smoking)
We will read our essays!
Oh, how exciting it shall be!
Thanks to N for documenting the blessed event. I should be appearing on WAMC in late April, early May.
Games We Like to Play
03.26.06
So Rufus & Wilbur have this game they like to play. I call it Let's Try to Startle Eachother While the Other Cat is Trying to Use the Litterbox. It's usually initiated by Wilbur. What happens is that he will freak Rufus out while Rufus is trying to poop. Inevitably, some fecal matter or chunk of litter-clumped piss will fly out of the box. Endearing, isn't it?
Usually, the poop will be involved in a rousing game of Kick the Poop (like Kick the Can, but with poop). Or I will step in the poop with my slippers and drag it around the house, not realizing it until I notice that a stench has been "following" me. Or Rufus and Wilbur will step in the poop. Or because Rufus didn't finish making a deposit, some will get on his fur. It's usually poop, which is unfortunate.
So I came home this afternoon to find that indeed, a game of Let's Try to Startle Eachother While the Other Cat is Trying to Use the Litterbox had ensued. Both of the cats reeked of shit. So did my house. It was disgusting.
I then did something I promised myself I would never do: I filled up the sink with lukewarm water and mild soap, and I bathed the cats. Just a little rub rub here, spray with the hose, wrap them in a towel, and they were done.
Rufus didn't seem to mind so much. After he got in a comfortable spot, he started to head-butt me. It was more like a "save me from this misery" head-butt. Wilbur, however, was all claws and has been staring at me with this look of utter contempt and disgust.
But, I know great blog material when I see it:
