I’ve endured 2 baths since meeting Marmie.
Once when she first rescued me from the streets.
And once when Marmie picked me up from my kitty condo, and I smelled like poo.
I took neither of these baths lightly. In fact, being a fastidious groomer, I was quite offended–Diddy has the scratches to prove it.
To make things worse, Marmie has picture documentation of my embarrassingly wet coat.
But don’t worry, I eventually licked my furs into submission!
However, it took many hours of work before they returned to standard, grade-A, Link Bartholomew form.