Look at our little sweetheart. Adorable, I think. Oddly enough, she is a cat who doesn’t mind a bath, which is good, because, rather unfortunately, she’s in for a lot more of them. At sixteen, her grooming isn’t what it once was, places harder to reach, or maybe maintaining a certain degree of cleanliness is no longer a concern. This girl has her own mind, to be sure. Combine that with some health problems I will leave to your imagination, and she’s on an every other week bathing schedule. Lots of meows and rubs in the sink before a tight swaddle in a towel and a date with the hair dryer. The end result is a super fluff and stuff scented like a summer cedar forest. Lovely and ever so soft. Good girl!