Thanks for the virtual chocolates, dude. I hope you don't regret having sent them after reading my comments.
Poor Mal must think it's Torture the Kitten day or something. First I pinned him down to clip his nails (razor sharp, as my legs can attest). Then, he and Thor were lurking around the edges of the tub while I took a soak, they squabbled, and Thor pushed him in! His hind legs and belly all got pretty thoroughly wet. Much to my impressed surprise, he didn't take off like a rocket, though. He did disappear for a minute or two, but then came back and spent a lot of time staring at the water, testing it with a paw to see if it would hold him, prowling around the edges of the tub, etc. I think he liked my attempts to dry him off even less than getting wet in the first place. He's too hyper-energetic to put up with being wrapped in a towel and rubbed for very long.
I consider it all fair payback though. Yesterday I got home from work to find that dear, sweet Mal had somehow unplugged the refrigerator. I don't think the power was off long enough for the mayo and such to go bad (pretty much the only food I currently have in the fridge is condiments) but I won't know until I test it all. The leftover Padthai from Wednesday seems to have been alright - ate it last night and haven't got sick yet.
In an oddly coincidental move, the power was off at some point early yesterday afternoon. Not only did I find the fridge unplugged, but all the digital clocks in the apartment were blinking at me. It was all just very weird.
Poor Mal must think it's Torture the Kitten day or something. First I pinned him down to clip his nails (razor sharp, as my legs can attest). Then, he and Thor were lurking around the edges of the tub while I took a soak, they squabbled, and Thor pushed him in! His hind legs and belly all got pretty thoroughly wet. Much to my impressed surprise, he didn't take off like a rocket, though. He did disappear for a minute or two, but then came back and spent a lot of time staring at the water, testing it with a paw to see if it would hold him, prowling around the edges of the tub, etc. I think he liked my attempts to dry him off even less than getting wet in the first place. He's too hyper-energetic to put up with being wrapped in a towel and rubbed for very long.
I consider it all fair payback though. Yesterday I got home from work to find that dear, sweet Mal had somehow unplugged the refrigerator. I don't think the power was off long enough for the mayo and such to go bad (pretty much the only food I currently have in the fridge is condiments) but I won't know until I test it all. The leftover Padthai from Wednesday seems to have been alright - ate it last night and haven't got sick yet.
In an oddly coincidental move, the power was off at some point early yesterday afternoon. Not only did I find the fridge unplugged, but all the digital clocks in the apartment were blinking at me. It was all just very weird.