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Qatteri Cat Takes a Bath

“The Qatteri Cat really needs a bath,” I say to my friend as we sip coffee in her living room, “He’s gotten all matted in the heat. The truth is, I’m afraid to bathe him. He has calmed down so much since we got him, but when he gets scared, his primitive brain takes over and he has scratched and bitten me.”

I am thinking particularly of when we first got him. He was scared of me, he didn’t much like women at all. He adored AdventureMan (still does) and slowly, slowly warmed up to me.

He had a house outside, called a “cat containment center.” Go ahead. Laugh. All our friends did, too, but it gave us peace of mind. Qatteri Cat could be outside in the garden, and we knew he was safe. People put out poisoned fish in our neighborhood, to kill stray cats, and we didn’t want that heartbreak.

(This is called the cat penthouse, and it is created by Kittywalk. They have all kinds of things for pets, including, I am not kidding, pet strollers, in case you want to take your cat for a walk, but they don’t walk, they ride. I cannot imagine using one of these pet strollers in Kuwait. . . . or anywhere.)

So Qatteri Cat is out in his cathouse, and I hear an snarling, howling YOWWWWWLLLLL. His friend, Satchmo, from up the street has wandered over to say hello and Qatteri Cat is totally out of control. He is mad, he is running and throwing himself against the walls of the kitty penthouse, and Satchmo – all he wants is to be friends!

I get the trusty squirt bottle and shoo Satchmo away. I talk calmly to Qatteri Cat, calmly, calmly, and I open the door. He tries to rush out and I get him by the scruff of the neck, you know, how they tell you so the cat will go immobile? He can’t scratch and bite if you have him by the scruff, right?

Wrong. Wrong. So very very very wrong.

I still have scars. I got him inside, and gave him a 30 minute time out in the bathroom to calm himself down. When I did that, he totally forgot what had happened and would be fine. Actually, most of the time 5 minutes was enough, but I figured with all that adrenelin going through his system, 30 might be safer.

Fast forward. Bath time.

My sweet friend really knows animals.

“Don’t try it alone, Intlxpatr. That isn’t a job for one person. Get AdventureMan to help you, tell him to hold him by the scruff of the neck! Like his mother. He needs to know you are in control.”

So yesterday, I talked AdventureMan through what we needed to do. I will get everything prepared, and then one of us has to hold the Qatteri Cat and one of us has to soap him, massage him and rinse all the soap out.

AdventureMan chose to hold the cat. I was greatly relieved.

We got him into the bidet (first mistake, QC is a BIG cat) with a towel in the bottom, and when I started pouring the water, QC started howling. We are not talking your everyday miow here, we are talking, as AdventureMan put it, the sound of a cat having surgery without anaesthesia. I was so afraid our neighbors were going to report us for pet torture – because that is what he was howling.

Not only that, but it’s one thing to try to hold a terrified cat by the scruff of the neck (bad enough!) and another thing totally to try to control a terrified, wet, soapy cat. I was scrubbing, pouring, QC was howling, AdventureMan is saying “Hurry up! hurry up! I can’t hold him much longer” and there is water water everywhere. We have the bathroom door closed, so when QC gets out of AdventureMan’s grasp, we quickly capture him again. We are all soaking wet, QC is still soapy, and AM and I are panting and laughing and we need to get this job DONE.

We transfer him to the bathtub and finish the rinsing, and wrap him in a towel. At no time does he stop his shrieking, not until we let go. He is still very very wet, but he won’t let us – or a towel – anywhere near him. Finally, I put a towel in a sunny spot and leave, and when I have been gone a significant amount of time, QC seeks the nice warm towel in a nice warm spot.

I check on him every ten minutes or so. He doesn’t want to see me. Finally, maybe an hour later, he comes in and stretches out on my legs. All is forgiven, if not forgotten.

But here is the really cool thing. As terrified as he was, he didn’t scratch and he didn’t bite. Maybe he might have, if AdventureMan had not held him firmly, but we have held him firmly before and gotten terribly scratched and bitten. I think, as bad as it was. Qatteri Cat trusts us enough to suspect we were not trying to kill him. And his coat is a lot nicer, now, except the holes show where I have been cutting out the lumps.

July 27, 2008 - Posted by | Adventure, ExPat Life, Family Issues, Humor, Kuwait, Living Conditions, Pets, Qatteri Cat


  1. looooooool. Congratulations on getting him bathed! I helped my friend M bathe Fares, her Damascene former street cat, one Saturday morning – what an undertaking. I remember that howl – the howl of existential anguish! – and I also remember how Fares paced back and forth in front of me half an hour later, furious, but also in need of a lap :).

    Comment by adiamondinsunlight | July 27, 2008 | Reply

  2. LOL! Bathing cats really is a challenge! Our kitten had ringworm and we had to bathe her with anti-fungal shampoo twice a week! She’s still quite small but I need someone to be there with me to help me. I don’t want to think about how difficult it will be when she’s bigger! That howl breaks my heart because she keeps looking at me as if to say “how could you do this to me? what have I done to deserve this?!” LOL! Other than the scratching, she keeps jumping and climbing my left arm and then sits on the back of my neck, soaking wet, and I won’t be able to get her off me so I have to call for help because my sister would be on the floor laughing at me!

    Try to get QC used to the sound of the water. Turn the taps on before you bring him to the bathroom. Same goes for the hairdryer. Doing that has helped calm down our kitten a bit when we bathe and dry her.

    We found a brush in the International Veterinary Hospital’s pet store that easily removes clumpy hair. We have a persian/himalayan kitten and it’s amazing, it gets rid of her clumps and makes her coat incredibley soft!

    Thank you for the link, the outdoor pet enclosures look like just what we need for our garden!:)

    Comment by dandoon | July 27, 2008 | Reply

  3. Little Diamond, we got him bathed, but his coat is still all lumpy! I’m going to have to look for this special brush Dandoon talks about. I feel so much better about the howl, now, knowing it isn’t just QC.

    Dandoon! Your story is better than mine! I am laughing at the cat up on your neck and your sister helpless with laughter. . .

    Thanks for the good recommendation on the brush. We will have to try that. QC doesn’t mind brushes, but he complains about the fine tooth comb we use. I would love to find something that works!

    Kittywalk has cool modules – you can buy pieces and put them together. We had the penthouse AND a kittywalk for grass, and the two together were really fun. QC loved the fresh air, and he couldn’t get out. Hope it works out for you.

    Comment by intlxpatr | July 27, 2008 | Reply

  4. Waw! Talk about adventure, danger, and survival!
    But it’s very good he has forgiven you 🙂

    I’ll be posting on Zora’s doggy-ride soon! 😀

    Comment by Aafke | July 28, 2008 | Reply

  5. Aafke, LLOOLLL, we were EXHAUSTED when we finished! Looking forward to reading your post!

    Comment by intlxpatr | July 28, 2008 | Reply

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