Helping (Part III)

Well, Rachel is still very busy - I don't think she's EVER gone so long without helping us blog! She's so busy that we haven't even got our Christmas collars yet. We're trying not to be annoying about it, but when we see all the collars being sent out to other cats, we do get a bit jealous! Already some of the ones that we liked the look of have sold out. Oh well, at least we've got an advent calendar!

Mia, that's CHEATING!!

So anyway, after Mia saw how good I was at being kind and supportive to Rachel the other week, she thought she would try a bit better to be a help rather than a hindrance. She was looking out for the perfect opportunity, and it finally came at the weekend when Rachel had been hunched over the sewing machine all day. She said she was so achey and sore and all she really wanted was for someone to run a bath for her so she could have a lovely soak.

Mia's eyes went all big and she said to me - now's my chance to be helpful! I wasn't sure how exactly she would accomplish this, seeing as she doesn't have any thumbs to turn the taps on, but she was insistent that she'd be really good at running the bath. Off she went, and sure enough, there came a noise from the bathroom. First I thought it was the pipes... but then realised it was something else. Rachel and Pete came to see what all the noise was and this is what we found.  Mia running the bath...

Curiosity Soaked The Cat

Now I am definitely one of those kitties who's able to laugh at themselves, but I really didn't want to tell you about this.  It actually happened a little while ago, and I'd hoped that my clumsiness would have been forgotten by now, but it seems it's not to be.  To cut a long story short, Lila and I were racing in the garden yesterday and to make it a bit more interesting, we started betting with Whiskas Temptations.  15 minutes later I was knackered, Lila was victorious, and I had somehow agreed to post these photos on the blog...
So here's the story. It was late one September evening; Pete was getting ready for bed and Lila was napping, so I went to find Rachel. Unexpectedly, she was sitting in the bathroom in a huge pool of water, and there was some mystical, shimmering foam floating over the top.  I had to have a closer look, so I jumped up behind Rachel's head and leaned forward to have a sniff.  Mmm, it smelled purrfect!!

There wasn't much of it near her head, though, so I decided to walk towards the huge cloud of it by her feet.  I hadn't got far when I realised I was in trouble.  There was only an inch or so to walk on, and I was wobbling all over the place.  I started to reverse, but my back paw slipped, and before I knew it I was plunging headfirst through the bubbles.  I was completely submerged!  I could hear Rachel squealing, and then I felt something under my belly, and in a second my head burst back through to the air and I was able to scramble out.  I was utterly soaked and didn't know what to do, so I shook the mystical foam off all my legs in turn, ran into the lounge and hid under a chair.

Eventually I let Rachel wrap me in a towel and we had a nice cuddle on the sofa. I've cropped this photo to preserve Rachel's modesty - it wasn't just me who got out of the bath in a hurry...

After a little while I had got over the shock and started to dry myself off.

In a way it all worked out ok in the end, as we got to sleep in Rach & Pete's warm bedroom, as they were worried I'd catch a chill.  Also I smelled really delicious for at least a week, apparently it was a Lush bath bomb in the water.  But overall I wouldn't recommend it.  It was very, very embarrassing.
Are you happy now Lila?!  Humph.  I'll get you back for this!!