The Film Noir Experience

You may remember that the kittens both spent their first moments in my apartment in the bath tub.

I'm the sort of person who loves her bathtub. Few things in this are as outstanding as being able to relax in a warm bubble bath (using the end of the bath stuff I have from Lush, necessitating a trip to either London or NYC...), sipping some wine (or maybe some tea) while listening to some music ( or maybe reading a book). That's just top shelf relaxation.

And, I guess I've only showered since I've had the kittens. I filled the bathtub and they were fascinated. I sat in the bath while they stood there and just stared at me (I think they were wondering why anyone would intentionally sit in a pool of water.) And, then I got out of the tub and started draining it.

I wish I had photographed this next bit, because this is where it got ridiculous. Kingsley put two paws on the lip of tub and watched. Then, Cooper did, too. Water fascinates them. (True story. They like watching water stream out of the shower, too.) However, this wasn't close enough for Cooper. He wanted to look a little closer. He put all four paws up on the lip. Which was wet, as I had just taken a bath. So, he slipped a little. He tried to dig his claws in and catch his balance.

Cooper briefly hugged the lip of the tub before sliding into it. Of course, once he knew there was no stopping his descent, he made into a leap so only his paws got wet.