Shedding Season

One of my cats likes to worm in under the covers when I am sleeping. When it's shedding season, it is a constant chore to clean the cat hair from the sheets.

So I brush them. Two of my cats regard being brushed and combed as a lower form of affection; they prefer being petted and scratched, but brushing will do.

But ah, George. When I approach him with a brush in my hand, to his eyes, I must look like Dick Cheney carrying a waterboard.