So, after a bit, I did not hear the normal silly girl giggling....and I noticed that Midnight had not wandered through to check on me and it seemed strange. I heard Bruce asking the girls what they were doing and I could tell he was at the bathroom door. Hmmm...
So, I ask him...and he really does not give me a reply, but tells me that I need to ask. So, being
Now, just in case you don't know much about cats, their nails retract. So, the girls were polishing a nail, holding it out until it was dry, then letting it go back into place. They had gotten one front paw complete and were working on the second one when they were caught.
Midnight did not seem too happy about the pedicure! Purple nail polish..on a boy cat!!
Needless to say, we did not torture him further by using polish remover on him. We figure it will wear off, eventually.
Poor Kitty! I guess he'll hide the next time he sees a playmate coming over...or the next time he smells nail polish.
And, I guess I really should not share any more stories about the time I painted the dog's toe nails with my daughter....should I?