The Cat on a Hot Pool Cover

The Cat on a Hot Pool Cover                                     2-2-12

“The cat on the hot tin roof”, no that’s taken, How about, The cat who came to dinner”…nah. Ok, The cat who fell in the pool. Yes, for about a year now my part time cat has been hanging out by the pool to sun himself. On top of the pool I have a blue pool cover to keep the water temp at a certain level and to keep the leaves out of it. Well, lately I have caught him going out there and pawing at the cover with this expression on his face like he is thinking, “It looks like water but it has a funny feeling to it”. I had a visual of him trying to walk on it someday and sure enough, one morning I just happened to look out and hear him screaming and there he is, out on the cover HOWLING like he is in heat! Because the cover is sinking, and because of his fear of getting wet, he has clinched his claws into the plastic and is up to his head in the water.  I run out and pull the cover over to me, drenched kitty and all.  As I try to pull him out, he is fighting me and I almost go in myself. I finally get myself anchored on to the side of the pool and tug and tug then pull him off.  Needless to say he was, one wet, pissed off pussy, um kitty. I held him up and he was soaking wet, going limp in my hands, his ears laid down and wearing an expression of hopelessness on his dejected face, he looked at me like it was my fault. Of course it is he’s a cat! One thing I can say is from then on, he has stayed away from the pool and I don’t think he will ever be a fan of Michael Phelps.