The problem with trying to take a shower here at the zoo is that there are always at least 2 animals that are in the bathroom with me at any time and several lining up outside the door trying to get in. At this point, and now that all the kids are gone, I don’t bother to close the door because it is only going to get scratched up or some animal is going to stand on the other side of it and whimper and bark (and we all know who that would be.) Louise, being the muscular thin haired dog that she is, does not like the cold tile of the floor, so, unless I put my bathrobe or a large towel down, she prefers to wait right outside the door on the carpet. Sofie on the other hand, having 3 layers of fur, loves the cold tile and lies right outside the shower door. Sometimes it is really hard to get out of the shower because she is fast asleep on the bath mat and has me trapped in the stall. I guess they need to know where I am at all times.
I thought that when the kids no longer lived at home, I could finally have the master bathroom back. Even though there are 2 other bathrooms in the house, everyone wants mine (it does have the best shower and the best light, but I really think it is BECAUSE IT IS NOT THEIRS!) I have given up trying to keep animals out. My huge soaking bathtub has become a velodrome for cat athletics. Nine and Stella go racing into the bathroom the minute I open the door to chase cat toys around the inside of the tub (it is really great for rolling little cat balls around and it keeps them busy for a long time). Kitty of course, likes to pee on the rug by the sink, and Muffin likes to chew on the plants (he does this first thing in the morning so that he can tick me off and I will go upstairs and feed him). The only one that I have never seen in my bathroom is Noël (but maybe I just don’t see her because my bathroom is all white and she is all white too (just joking)). But really, she does not come in there.
With Sofie’s allergies this season, I am kind of glad that she stays with me when I shower, so that the steam opens up her airways a little (yes, I am always thinking like a Mother). Is it the comfort of being near or is it the soothing sound of the water that relaxes her and puts her to sleep in a matter of moments?
I don’t mind sharing the master bath with the other master in the house, but all these minors are just making me crazy. Oh, did I mention the black Labby Lulu hair that just covers the white tiles any time she enters the room?