How to Bathe a Cat When You Have PMS

I have no idea!

I could also answer; "You don't-you wait a few days, THEN try it!"

But no. I'm so goal-oriented I just HAD to get it done or else I'd fail myself or Gracie or, who knows what? It's stupid. I'm still crabby from PMS, plus I had a bad day at work, plus my computer is now giving me headaches with strange PostScript errors on some of my photos (which were ruined). Nice. Maybe I have a good reason to be in a bad mood? That's why I HATE PMS because you're NEVER sure...

"Am I NUTS or is it fueled by hormones or BOTH?"

Oh yeah, Gracie had a bath. Sam and I took turns washing her and she didn't even try to kill us-even a little bite through the hand. Nothing! She just shivered and looked sad. I will add, that I did set up the area before we tried to bathe her and I talked to Sam about how we should proceed, step by step. He agreed (how could he say; "No!" with the threat of PMS about to take hold of his man-bits? Literally and figuratively?).

I also worked VERY hard to keep myself calm and to be calm and relaxed with Gracie, even though I felt like screaming my brains out and punching everyone in sight.

After adding the shampoo to Gracie's coat, I had to let it sit on her skin, while she continued to shiver, for 7 LONG minutes. We got her rinsed and into two thick blankets. I brought her up to the bedroom where the space heater was on full blast. I gave her some tuna water as a treat and I brushed her, which, well Gracie is a brush-whore, so she loved that, too. Within a few minutes she was relaxed and content. We left her alone and returned to the kitchen to clean up the mess.

I was very glad things went well. No shots fired. No yelling. Nothing. I kept whatever insane thoughts I had to myself. I just wanted to be alone now. I successfully performed my task. I need to go to my cave and sit quietly until this month's psychosis passes. Of course it didn't work out that way because Sam felt he needed to praise me for not being a psycho. I felt like I was a little girl. I was waiting for a cookie, but I didn't get one. If only he could have read my mind right then and there, he might have just slowly left the room, maybe even backed out of it. I grit my teeth and nodded.

"Yes, it went well, Sam. Everything is fine and there is peace throughout the land."

"Now get away from me before I smash you in the face!"

Hey, I never said I was perfect!