Poor Erik. He had no idea what was coming. There he was, sitting on my shoulder, purring happily along, when --*plop*-- he's in a sink full of warm water. It was much easier to wash him than it was Learned Claw, simply because he is so much less fluffy. Erik, however, is not as good at being washed as Learned Claw is--he meows, he tries to climb out of the sink and up my neck, he tries to hide in my stomach (aw). Now he's clean, though.
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The first pictures of Erik is so cute.
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