Hi everyone, Katie here.
It's raining today. My love-hate relationship with water dictates that I stand guard by the window and watch it. Kind of like when Glogirly takes a bath and I have to walk the edges of the tub, get close enough to touch the water with my paw, yet not fall in.
A wet cat is the epitome of embarrassment. Any cat that allows him or herself to become wet on over 20% of their body is too stupid to be a cat. What about baths, you ask? The kind that some dim-witted owners find necessary to subject their pets to? It's called simple hygiene, my fellow felines. Take charge of your own destiny with a daily spit and polish.
Keep yourself clean and coifed and your human will not find it necessary to strong arm you into the tub. If that doesn't work...RUN.
I don't know who this cat is and I don't want to.