Made the mistake, during my teens, of trying to wash the cat. Hands, arms, paws, claws, water -- all over the bathroom, all over me, not to mention the meows and yeows (from me as well!). Never again.
(Singapore, 1960s)
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It depends on the cat....have you ever seen this funny video?
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Thanks for this. The cat in the video doesn't look like a Turkish Van cat (they live by Lake Van in Turkey and swim), but must have Turkish Van genes. I will do a blog about an ex-colleague's experience.
ReplyDeleteThat's a brilliant story
ReplyDeleteI can remember my father having to give our cat, Tiger, a bath in the kitchen sometime during the '70s. Dad wore a thick tweed jacket, gloves, goggles, the lot for the procedure. Tiger still caught him with his claws. Wet cat could be a dictionary definition for "angry"!
ReplyDeleteI no longer recall why Tiger required a bath. There is no doubt about the conclusion, though: bathing cats is not to be done unless there is no alternative.
In my teens, I used to trick my dog into having a wash. I'd put the leash around his neck, then start to run, saying, "Come on! Come on! Let's go, let's go!". He'd follow excitedly, thinking we were going for a run or it was a game. A few yards ahead and round the corner, I'd stop at the outdoor tap and tie him to that. He fell for it every single time, but he forgave me every time too, bless him, sitting quietly, allowing himself to be soaped and rinsed. No way one can do that with a cat.
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