Kitty Roast, Anyone?

For all of you who are stressed or in need of a laugh, here's a little share for you.

Last night, after a rather stressful day, I decided to relax in a hot bubble bath. I grabbed my book "Stress and Insanity Busters for Women" or something like that, lit my candles and essential oil burner, opened the door just a crack so the animals could access the litterbox and slid blissfully in to the bubbles.

No sooner had I begun to peruse chapter 1 of my latest book than my cat decided to come in and snoop around the bathroom. We've all heard the saying 'curiosity killed the cat'. Well, after sauntering around, jumping on the toilet seat, the counter and the edge of the bathtub, I guess he figured that the candles looked rather interesting and needed a closer look. I saw him poising to jump and yelled 'NO!'.... Apparently 'no' in human language means 'yes' in kitty language... and so up he jumped.. face first into the candles.

My brand new ceramic candle holder came crashing down and shattered on the bathroom floor and out the door ran kitty flambé leaving that ever-so-palatable stench of burned kitty fur wafting throughout the house. Does anyone know how fast a humiliated, burning cat can run?

Ok.. so I yelled for my son to come out of his room to help me catch the elusive ball of fur and fire with visions of a flaming kitty cat setting my house on fire rushing through my ever more than stressed mind while I tried to jump out of the bathtub. Now, those of you who know my size will imagine that trying to jump over ANYTHING is a stupid idea for me.... but a 2 foot high bathtub side????? wet???? naked????? and STRESSED??????!!!! I gather from the gales of laughter emanating from my son's mouth that it was a sight to behold.

I'm ready for another relaxing bath but this time... the door will be CLOSED!!!!!!!!