Catbath

After a while, I wondered where Iggy had gotten to. I found him in the empty tub, taking a cat bath, his leg luxuriously up in the air being scrubbed tongue clean. I guess he wanted a “real” bath where mommy takes hers.

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She slept. And dreamed, pleasantly. She was a cat. Not a repulsive scroungy cat like Jenny's, but an elegant Abyssinian. She was curled up with another cat, getting a cat-bath.

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He hitched himself over to the jug at once, and hefting it as lightly as if it were a wine cup, drank a long, long draught. Then he wet a corner of his sleeve, and cleaned the grime and blood-clot and cobweb off his face and hands as best he could. He spent some while at this, and the girl watched. When he was done he looked better, but his catbath had revealed the scars on one side of his face: old scars long healed, whitish on his dark skin, four parallel ridges from eye to jawbone, as if from the scraping talons of a huge claw.

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"Doesn't matter. You take a cat-bath and change your panties. We've got a date with ten o'clock Mass."

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