Ok, so Hulk cleaned the pellet stove again.
This time, I ended up getting the hated bath…

MEOOWWWW - I hate baths
It should be against the law for a cat to have a bath, in the utility sink, in 5inches of water, with soap and the whole nasty works.
Even though Angel towel dries me and then spends about 10 minutes with her blow-dryer, it still takes HOURS for me to get dry and warm again.
I HATE BATHS!!!!
Angel has been threatening to give me a bath – with soap and a dunking and not just the water on a washcloth that she used. Since I tramped around in the creosote from the ash pan, she says I’m filthy.
I was saved by the temperature yesterday – it was too cold (even with heat in the house there was a little chill) for her to feel comfortable about giving me a bath.
When I know this dreaded deed is about to happen, I run and hide.
And, I turn into an octopus in the utility sink, too. Who knew cats could generate about a dozen paws to get out of the sink when the water starts running?
Dirty cats rule…