Now I can add “blow dry a cat” to my list of things I never thought I would do.
We drove home from southern California last night and got in around 10pm. We unloaded the car, put the girls in bed and got unpacked. Rusty needed a bath after a few days of playing around the horses but his short little hair dries very fast. Leila needed a bath as well after a little incident in the car that upset her stomach and left her with some of the “Big D” in her fur. But with it being so late she couldn’t go to bed wet, and wouldn’t be able to dry very well on her own so I had to break out the hair dryer on the cool setting. Let’s just say it was an adventure. She actually did really well and only swatted a few times at the beginning. By the time I was brushing her she was purring.
Let’s just say though… I am glad it wasn’t Tank.