The Cat Chose a Bad Night

I pulled the plug out of the bath. That's it. That's the whole inciting incident. I pulled the plug, because bath time was over, because it was late, because it had been a big week of sport and activities and everyone was running on fumes including me. Isla-Rose lost it. Not upset. Lost it. She wanted to pull the plug herself, apparently, and hadn't communicated this, and now the water was draining and the injustice of it was enormous. Screaming. Actual screaming, the kind that makes you...