My evening going to bed routine has become very complicated.
It has always been a lot more than brush your teeth and go to bed. The complication is because Tux, our black and white Maine Coon cat likes to play in the water. As soon as he hears water running, he makes a flying leap up to the sink and begins to dig at the drain, flinging water back over his shoulders and splashing the mirror. After a bit of water flinging he hunkers down for some serious drinking.
It didn't used to be so complicated because I could always wait until he had finished the flinging water stage and then just brush my teeth in the other sink. That was before Miss Ike was rescued from a parking structure during Hurricane Ike and joined our family. It has taken about a year and a half for her to grow up and mature while defining her own unique personality. Unfortunately, one of her grown up characteristics has been to imitate Tux in his delight with water play and drinking in the bathroom when I am trying to brush my teeth.
As soon as I head for the bathroom at bedtime, both Tux and Miss Ike come flying into the bathroom and take up their positions. Tux in the right hand sink and Miss Ike in the left hand sink. Once the water is turned on, a light flow for Tux and a slow trickle for Miss Ike, I can either wait 10 to 15 minutes for them to finish and leave, leaving a path off wet paw prints across the carpet, or brush my teeth elsewhere.
These days I brush my teeth in the spare bedroom.
I don't even want to describe what I have to do to get into bed.
It has always been a lot more than brush your teeth and go to bed. The complication is because Tux, our black and white Maine Coon cat likes to play in the water. As soon as he hears water running, he makes a flying leap up to the sink and begins to dig at the drain, flinging water back over his shoulders and splashing the mirror. After a bit of water flinging he hunkers down for some serious drinking.
It didn't used to be so complicated because I could always wait until he had finished the flinging water stage and then just brush my teeth in the other sink. That was before Miss Ike was rescued from a parking structure during Hurricane Ike and joined our family. It has taken about a year and a half for her to grow up and mature while defining her own unique personality. Unfortunately, one of her grown up characteristics has been to imitate Tux in his delight with water play and drinking in the bathroom when I am trying to brush my teeth.
As soon as I head for the bathroom at bedtime, both Tux and Miss Ike come flying into the bathroom and take up their positions. Tux in the right hand sink and Miss Ike in the left hand sink. Once the water is turned on, a light flow for Tux and a slow trickle for Miss Ike, I can either wait 10 to 15 minutes for them to finish and leave, leaving a path off wet paw prints across the carpet, or brush my teeth elsewhere.
These days I brush my teeth in the spare bedroom.
I don't even want to describe what I have to do to get into bed.
1 comment:
Oh dear! ordeal indeed! But it looks like so much fun to splash the days' troubles away, I'd think I'd join them in some before bedtime fun!
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