Dirty cat
Ok, I learned something new yesterday…
When you’re a white cat, you don’t want to jump in the ash pan when the peeps are cleaning out the pellet stove.
I haven’t been able to get all the soot off my paws, tail or face. So from now on, no more forays into the ash pan.
Angel threatens to give me a bath (she knows I hate those with all my heart), so I’m trying to clean it off myself (she just wiped me down with a wet washcloth only – no soap yet).
And they say you can’t teach an old cat a new trick!
Cats Rule with dirty feet.