Singin' In The Bathtub
We had a bad night last night. My daughter is still suffering from that annoying nighttime cough that wakes the whole house (well, mainly me). I was able to give her some relief by propping her up to a sitting position with a pile of pillows. She'd fall back asleep, but after awhile she'd slip to one side until she was laying flat, and the coughing would begin again.
I think I fell asleep solidly around 5am, only to be awakened again at 7:30 by a completely different sound. In my morning stupor, the roaring sound scared me. I thought our furnace was exploding, or maybe someone had driven their minivan into our living room (remember, I was half asleep).
I made my way down the hall toward the kids' bathroom and it dawned on me that someone was taking a bath in there. But who would do such a thing? My son takes showers at night, and my daughter hates baths.
That's when I heard the pitiful crying. Someone was in agony, maybe even being tortured. I found the bathroom door locked, but opened it quickly with the little lock picking tool that came with the knob. Hands shaking, I unlocked the second, inner door that leads to the bath and toilet.
The mournful crying turned into a wail of pain and suffering. Oh no! What terrible scene would I discover in that bathroom?
Indeed, it was a horrible sight:
For some unfathomable reason, my daughter had decided to give the cat a bath at that early hour. She told me "his paws looked dirty, so I'm helping him get clean." He received a good scrubbing with L'Oreal Strawberry Smoothie shampoo and was in the middle of his rinse when I came to his rescue. Or so he thought.
That look on his face in the picture? He's thinking, "Dude, I can't believe you went to get the camera. You are so not getting any leg rubbing from me today!"
I'm still trying to figure out how my daughter can have such a restless night, with maybe 4 or 5 hours of good sleep, then wake up refreshed and full of enough energy to bathe the family pet!
I think I fell asleep solidly around 5am, only to be awakened again at 7:30 by a completely different sound. In my morning stupor, the roaring sound scared me. I thought our furnace was exploding, or maybe someone had driven their minivan into our living room (remember, I was half asleep).
I made my way down the hall toward the kids' bathroom and it dawned on me that someone was taking a bath in there. But who would do such a thing? My son takes showers at night, and my daughter hates baths.
That's when I heard the pitiful crying. Someone was in agony, maybe even being tortured. I found the bathroom door locked, but opened it quickly with the little lock picking tool that came with the knob. Hands shaking, I unlocked the second, inner door that leads to the bath and toilet.
The mournful crying turned into a wail of pain and suffering. Oh no! What terrible scene would I discover in that bathroom?
Indeed, it was a horrible sight:
For some unfathomable reason, my daughter had decided to give the cat a bath at that early hour. She told me "his paws looked dirty, so I'm helping him get clean." He received a good scrubbing with L'Oreal Strawberry Smoothie shampoo and was in the middle of his rinse when I came to his rescue. Or so he thought.
That look on his face in the picture? He's thinking, "Dude, I can't believe you went to get the camera. You are so not getting any leg rubbing from me today!"
I'm still trying to figure out how my daughter can have such a restless night, with maybe 4 or 5 hours of good sleep, then wake up refreshed and full of enough energy to bathe the family pet!
Permalink posted by Phil at 12:33 AM
10 Comments:
So totally laughed out loud at that one! I will admit it reminded me when I first moved to TN and went to our local grocery store...apparently the lady living in front of the store (a bit strange but there is a house there) raises peacocks...did you know peacocks sound like a woman is being killed when they scream? Fairly certain I was going to be involved in a CSI or a Law & Order at that point...very pleased when someone explained the situation to me! :)
Okay, that's the funniest post I've read by anyone in a long time. My daughter would soooo do that too.
Too Funny!!
I don't know if this really works or not but I have read it in a few places now. Supposedly if you were to rub "Vick's Vaporub" generously on the bottom of your daughter's feet and then put socks on them, it would help her have a better night. It sounds stupid but like I said, I have read it in more than one place. I am dying to try it on my kids but I am also not looking for them to get sick anytime soon either.
Let us know if you try it and it works.
Great post!
Mike J
(Not the Mama)
Ha ha poor cat!
Is he all nice and fluffy now? I remember when we would give our cats baths, they would look like puff balls for a few days once they dried off.
I'd watch your back - that cat looks totally embarassed (and p#ssed off!)
I had a similar moment only to discover that my youngest two guys thought the teddy bears needed a bath.
There's nothing quite like soggy stuffed animals.
At one stage, I had 3 cats, all with greatly differing personalities, and reactions to bath time!
Salvatore would take it semi-good-naturedly, but try to get out (similar facial expression as photo, similar mistrust of humans after), Dolly would take it as long as she could have a blow wave after, (Killer)Kitten only got bathed once. Quite traumatic for both of us... she purred right up until the time her paws hit the water. Then there was some kind of aqueous explosion, pain in my arms... blood, lots of blood (all mine), and afterwards I found neatly spaced claw marks all the way up the wall to the ceiling... That would explain the tabby brown flash I saw shooting for the roof!
Oh, that poor cat. Nothing like getting woken out of a sound sleep, eh?
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