Today was my cat's bath day. Our apartment complex has a slight flea issue. Nothing too serious, but bothersome enough to give the dog and cat weekly baths in the spring/summer. He knew it was coming and started howling at me as soon as I walked into the bathroom. Realizing that his claws were unable to reach my bare flesh, and his teeth were in the same predicament, he took a different approach...

..He urinated on me. I wasn't near the bathtub and I felt something warm and wet on my lap. I look down and my shorts are wet. I started laughing, and after his bath, told the family. They, of course, found it absolutely hilarious.