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Tuesday, I noticed that PC didn't smell too pretty when I picked him up for snuggles. So I decided to take care of the problem. I pulled out a towel and found the bottle of cat shampoo. PC was interested in the towel and sniffed the shampoo bottle.
Then I turned on the water in the bathroom sink and things seemed to happen simultaneously. PC saw the water coming out of the tap and decided he didn't like it. I stuck my elbow into the stream of water to determine temperature. Mandy opened the door to see what was happening. PC kicked out at my arm and dug in with one back claw. I decided that the water was too hot and tried to turn down the temperature while holding a snake with somewhere between ten and eighteen sets of paws. Mandy demanded to know what I was doing. PC knocked the large fluffy towel into the toilet, and a roll of toilet paper into the sink where I batted it out and it landed into the litter box. At the same time, the cat soap flew off of the counter and onto the floor where I promptly stepped on it and became a member of the lumberjack profession. I didn't know one could roll a log less than three inches in diameter until I managed to do it.
I yelled at Mandy to close the door and get out, grabbed PC and hung on to him in spite of his newly growing scales, kicked the bottle from under my feet and swooped down and picked it up and placed it on the counter. I grabbed a new fluffy towel, closed the toilet lid and told PC that he was going to smell like a gentle cat if it took cleaning each hair on his body one at a time. PC decided he was still mostly snake and hissed at me. I held him in the water and soaped him down.
Ten minutes later (I didn't realize that snake fur took so long to wash) I had a sweet smelling white and gray/brown tabby cat snuggled up in a formerly fluffy, formerly light colored towel. PC had been practically filthy, now he was pretty clean.
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