Kitties in the Bathtub

OK - so this morning I let the kitties roam around my room while I had my coffee and read my email. Then I took my shower.

When I was finished they were both stretched out on the floor outside the bathroom door. Then Arnold came into the bathroom. He was a little frightened by the fan noise, but he is very brave and curious so he came in.

He leaped up onto the edge of the bathtub. Then he carefully put his two front paws into the bathtub. All I could see was kitty-butt. Then he carefully let himself down into the bathtub. Remember, it's wet in the tub from my shower.

He walked carefully over to the drain. The faucet was dripping and there was a puddle of water around the drain. He thought that was fascinating. But then he'd put his head too far under the faucet and get dripped on. That made him leap up and back away from the drain, shaking each little paw as he lifted it. Then he would shake his head. Then he'd go back to invistigating the drain. Then he'd get dripped on. Then he'd leap up and back away.

I think he did this about four more times.

Then Audrey-kitty got curious and jumped up on the edge of the tub.

(ooops! just heard the Arnold growl. what is he up to? he's got the jester costume between his teeth and he's trying to pull it off the chair)

As I was saying, Audrey-kitty then carefully lowered herself into the tub. She carefully investigated the drain. When her head got dripped on she LEAPED up and jumped out of the tub, scaring Arnold and they both dashed out of the bathroom in a hurry.

It didn't take long to recover, though and they went back into the tub to carefully investigate some more.

(ooops! there's the arnold growl again! and he's dashed under the bed with a flash of purple! he's got the jester costume again and he's dragged it under the bed. rescue the costume and put it out of reach, i hope, and come back to the blog.)

I think they're done investigating the bathroom. Yes, they're done - Arnold has jumped onto my chair and is now growling at my brown-polka-spotted sweater. And now he's trying to drag my sweater off the chair while growling at it.

[sigh]

Guess I'd better rescue my sweater and find these busy kitties something else to do.