I gave Freefall the cat a flea bath, in my dad's bathtub since it has a glass door (and thusly he couldn't escape). My dad's tub is horrific enough by itself, but with a yowling bundle of wet fur and claws, it became unbearable. I took some pictures of the episode. There are no pictures of the bath itself since I didn't dare get the camera near him, and besides, I couldn't fiddle with the timer on it since I was using my entire body to restrain the cat. I swear his size multiplies in the tub. I know his strength does.

I did consider putting on thick pants and a leather jacket to protect myself, but foolishly decided against it. Luckily, my sense of self-preservation overwhelmed Freefall's, and I escaped mostly unscathed.

It goes without saying that the following photographs do not do even the slightest justice to the chaos that reigned in my house that day. There was much screaming and swearing on both our parts. Like a censored film, you will have to use your imagination to fill in the gaps.

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