Duchess SMELLS better, at any rate

Duchess has had, drumroll please, a BATH. She was not exactly pleased, but she cooperated well enough and I got her cleaned up quickly. I rushed it a bit because she was panting (bad kittymom! wrong water temp!). She and I are both lucky this wasn't a flea bath. I could leave her head completely dry.

Then I sat and watched (and combed) her while she dried out a bit. I wasn't about to let her climb right back into a litterbox with wet feet, not after digging out what I dug out from under her toesies.

After a bit of combing and towel-fluffing she began to groom herself. It was wonderful to see. First time she's shown any interest in that in days.

She still misses the box, at least the little one in the bathroom, but maybe it's not her fault: the box isn't quite as long as she is. She's got a big frame. So now she's out of the bathroom and she can use the big mondo box again.

Time to go crush up her meds. [edit: She doesn't want wet food! Grump.]