Today when I got home I decided to take a bath.  It was kind of a slow day and it bit cold and rainy.  So what better way to wipe the blues away but with a bath.  Every time I take a bath even if I close the door, inevitably there’s two cats staring at me.  It’s a bit creepy, and I hate to say this, but I’m somewhat numb to it by now.

Today, however, was different.  I bought a new bathmat at my new favorite store, The Grocery Outlet.  (It’s not as bad as it sounds.)  It’s a cotton bathmat that you can throw in the wash.  Well today I get in the bath and eventually Jimbo starts whining at me.  And then Kink comes in.   She starts rolling around on the bathmat and huffing it like it was a new drug.  But that’s not the worst part…

I had my clean clothes on the floor next to the tub.  Kink found them.  Actually she found the clean underwear.  And what happened next, well, it’s not good.  She started sniffing my clean underwear.  Ok, she started breathing in real heavy like while her face was buried in my clean underwear.   I had to get rid of the underwear.  I couldn’t have them in the house.  Lord knows what she does when I’m not home.

After I yelled at her she shot out of the bathroom and ran directly in to her litterbox and was digging and scratching in there for an extra long time.  And I just cleaned the litterbox, so God only knows what’s she’s doing in there.  At least I give them their privacy when they need a moment.  Anyhootie, she wanders back in, and yes, Jimbo is still staring at me and whining.  She then puts a paw in the tub, as if she’s testing the temperature.  At this point her and Jimbo have conversation about the water.  And after the discussion, she puts her other paw in the tub and swishes it around a bit.  Oh and both paws narrowly miss my bare skin.  After the test was done the top of the tub, she moved down to where my feet were and did the same thing again.

I think I might have to get all the shrimp nips and cat nip out of the house.  I’ll let you know how the intervention goes.