Okay, the summer is over and I need to get serious again!  I want to tell you what happened to me this morning.  I am invited to a wedding this weekend for a close friend and I decided to start getting ready today.  They are having a lingerie luncheon shower tomorrow and I still need to buy a gift.  So, I decided to take a bath, put hair coloring on my hair, and shave and pluck everything, and then go shopping this afternoon.

All of that being said, I stripped down to my birthday suit and proceeded to put the color stuff on my hair.  I shaved and plucked while waiting for twenty minutes to go by.  Next  I went into my shower and closed the glass door, or so I thought.  After getting into the shower and getting my hair all wet, the next thing I knew was Cooper, my two year old cat, was in the shower with me.  Obviously, I had left the door ajar and he decided to come inside.

 Now Cooper loves to play in water.  I have had cats all my life and have never had a cat who loved water like he does.  I even place his water bowl in the bathtub because he plays and spills the water everywhere.  He is a large white cat with big black spots (Turkish Van) and I hear tell that they are known for being the 'swimming cats'.  Maybe next summer I will get him a kiddie pool to play in.

Anyway, everything happened so fast, I don't know where to begin.  When I realized Cooper was in the shower, I jumped like a frog.  When I did that, some of the stuff on my hair fell directly on one of his big black spots.  I immediately shut the door tightly so Cooper couldn't get away till I rinsed him off.    Then, the mess ran down my face and burned my eyes.  I reached for a towel to dry my eyes  and spilled more on Cooper.  By now, he is soaking wet and wanting out.  I grabbed him so I could hold him under the shower and things just got worse.  He started howling and making noises I have never heard before.  The way he was slinging his head, I have to believe it was burning his eyes also.  I have a bench built into the shower so I sat down, trying to hold on to Cooper, to keep from falling down myself.  This was the biggest fiasco I have been in in quite a while.  We were both howling by now and I dared him to put out a claw.  

I don't even know what happened next, but somehow I was able to get him rinsed off, holding onto one of his legs.  Then I opened the door and threw out the wet cat.  I couldn't get out to dry him since I needed to rinse out my hair and take a bath myself. 

I have seen emails come across my computer about giving a cat a bath and died laughing.  I don't think I will ever be able to read one again and laugh.  I was so tired when I finally was out of the shower, I needed to lie down for a bit.  It was about two hours later till I laid eyes on Cooper.  He won't come near me.  He is dry – that's good.   

Folks, this truly did happen.  I don't think he and I will ever take another bath together.  This too will pass…