So every once and a while, I feel the need to give sweet little George a bath (or rather, shower) of sorts.
He doesn't hate it. But I feel like he hates me when it's happening. He doesn't really struggle, but he looks at me with such betrayal. Poor guy...
|Instead of comforting him, I'm taking pictures...|
At least he forgives me and still wants snuggles afterwards.
Soggy for meow :)!