Hadn't gotten around to draining said tub this morning when Perry had a fit of "crazy kitty" - a few minutes of burning off energy by romping through the house at a wide-eyed dead run. I wasn't watching but I heard him as he swerved into the hall bath. And then he apparently decided to route his run through the tub. The one with the water in it.
I so wish I had had a camera on him at that moment.
|Not Perry, but just as happy with wet|