Cat grooming misadventure 2010

The other night, I made the mistake of falling asleep while watching TV (Battlestar Galactica 1978, aka Space Mormons) and letting the three “normal” cats eat Molly’s food. Bad results ensued for the next 24 hours, namely puking (they inhale their food because we don’t allow them to have an all-day buffet) and then some deuce issues. The worst of course involved Nemo having them in his fur. Somara decided to cut them out since it’s easier to do with a long-haired animal than comb it out. My job was to hold him still in an upper-torso-headlock combo while Somara got his backside while dodging the rear claws. As expected, Nemo screamed bloody murder over this and to let me know he had enough, the little bastard pissed on my leg.

Fortunately, Somara quickly applied vinegar to the clothing he nailed. The couch and paperwork in my pocket were unscathed. Nemo was then confined to a bathroom after she put something in his fur to keep him pre-occupied and grooming.

And like magic, the little monster completely forgot the incident…at least with my wife in five minutes. I crashed on the other couch until 2-3 AM to play it safe from further urinary retaliation.

He really makes the case for being converted into an outdoor cat despite his gimpy leg.

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