With cats, life is never dull.

[logansrogue]

The rhythm of life rolls on and things are as they were. Rogue reminded me of the youthful vigour of cats yesterday, when she jumped onto the table while I was aging my Leela costume with some acrylic paint.

Her paw went into the crimson daub, and then she proceeded to track it across the kitchen, on the lino and on the eating surfaces. I had to then chase the little shit down, hold onto her and wash her foot so that she didn't lick up the paint. Rogue doesn't like getting wet. The last time I wet a cat, it was Melma having a butt-bath. She was reasonably calm and other than purring, just sort of put up with it.

Rogue? Well... I have five interesting deep gashes in my shoulder in the configuration of a cat's paw, and a lot of scratches on my arms to be going on with. It took THREE PEOPLE just to hold her to rinse her tail (where some soap had collected and not been rinsed off). She was really fucking pissed off.

Remind me to clip that little shit's claws today.

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[zzzzsleep.livejournal.com]

**Reminder**
Don't forget to clip Rogue's claws!

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I'd actually forgotten!

[zzzzsleep.livejournal.com]

Huzzah! The system works!

[drbunsen.livejournal.com]

while I was aging my Leela costume

***faints***

You really know how to win fans, don't you? :D

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

I do my best. *Cheshire cat grin*