Fuzzballs Quandry
On occasion, my ex will drop off the Westie.. (looks like this)
..which happens to take a dim view of cats in general; and in my new cat Fuzzball.. (looks like this)
..in particular; since Fuzz rode the Westie around like a cheap potato on the last visit.
Anyway; I'm taking a hot shower when the Fuzz, in retreat from the westies reprisal raid for some transgression is chased into the bathroom... and onto the side of the tub outside the shower curtain. I've got my back to the shower head; blocking off the shower stream when thru the curtain comes Fuzz... with the Westie in hot pursuit.
Now, I gotta mention at this point that as the years go by; the sack seems to hang a lil lower. Probably not a detail that seems important to most folks; but right then and there that lil detail suddenly became a BIG factor in my mind.
Anyway; I now have a cat and a dog and my sack in close proximity; with a shower stream beating on my back and I realize that my life experience to this point has not been particularly condusive in successful solutions to cat/dog disagreement negotiations conducted by naked humans..
Fuzzballs Quandry: "..there's a lot of water in here, that stupid lil dog is in here and a big bald monkey thats staring at me like I got a knife, a habit and no future.."
The Westies Quanndry: ".. I got that nasty lil cat ailen critter cornered, and NOW I'm gonna settle the score.. BTW; ain't this the place I get a BATH.. I hate baths... "
The Bald Monkeys Quandry: "... if I mess this up; my gongs are gonna be filleted."
For one long second the three of us freeze; then we all explode into action silmultaneously.
I turn and reach for the shower controls and the jewels; which unblocks the shower stream..
The cat dashes between the far side of the tub and my leg (not UP thank god) avoiding as if by magic the entire stream of unblocked water ..
The dog starts to apply motive power in pursuit of the cat; fails utterly to get any traction at all and falls flat on her face..
..and catches the full force of the shower stream for the instant it takes me to turn of the shower.
Results... one wet very pissed off dog; one relieved bald monkey and one fast smug cat now perched on top of the refrigerator in the kitchen.
I'm happy to report my sack came through the entire affair unscathed; though it was about a half hour before my voice returned to its normal baritone.
Moral.. don't leave the bathroom door open when I take a shower, OR; a low sack; a cat on smack and a dog with a death wish is not the essence of a kewl a party scenario.
[ 12-16-2001: Message edited by: Hangtime ]
