My cat, Cole, was a bad boy last night. I was painting with a palette knife, and I wasn't paying attention to what my two cats were doing. All of a sudden Cole jumps on the table with paint on it, and his front paws land right in globs of paint. He froze, and I quickly grabbed him, and took him into the bathroom. I filled the sink with warm water, while holding on to a struggling cat trying to get away, and then I stuck his front paws in the water. Meanwhile my other cat, Archie, came in the bathroom all worried about what I was doing to Cole. Paint was all over the bathroom counter and my shirt, and Cole's hair shed all over the counter from being frightened during the chaos. Archie ran and hid. I guess he thought he was next to get his paws dumped in water. What a mess. 🙀