wet cat

I was caught in all that rain. I was soggy! I got a lot of sympathy, which I deserved. And some breakfast.

Humans don't know how to dry a cat - she used a towel! not her tongue. Clueless....

So I had to do it myself.

A pink tongue is better than a pink towel any day.

That's better. Just a bit damp.


Here comes Mother's Little Helper. She's clueless too, thinks I should dry her, even though she isn't wet. Oh, ok, as you're here, just a little ear-wash....


And she takes advantage too. Sneaks in for a snuggle, when she can. She should be drying me!


She must have heard that. She's a feeble cat-dryer though; gives up too soon, and wants attention.


You're invading my personal space, underling.


No, I think she wants my chair.....


One little shove....that's better. Damp cat must sleep now. Do Not Disturb.