The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-04-10

over and then scrubbed her with
stiff bath brush.
THE poor animal, she don't know
what to make of It," murmured Mag
gle. who was always terming her "the
poor animal" BE careful, ma'am,
don't get 1t in her eyes,"
Pussy Purrmew dry and Pussy Purr-
new wet looked astonishingly differ
emit. For now her beautifl long fluffy
fur was only little dark wisps against
naked pink body, which shivered pa
thetically under Helen's energetic
scrubbing.
Now, you'd better change this wat
or, Maggie; it's pretty dirty"
While Maggie filled the pan with
fresh warm water and made it sudsy
with shampoo, Helen kept Pussy
Purrmew's wet, trembling little body
covered with bath towel so she
would not take cold
Mono! now, be good kitten
cat" as Pussy. Purrmew struggled vio-
lently under the fresh onslaught OF
the brush. But Helen held her firmly,
the rubber gloves protecting her from
the vicious little claws
Maggie! Have you got the bluing?"
"Yes-up," shaking the tiny bag of
bluing in the fresh water
Helen had been amazed when she
had first been told to blue" Pussy
Purrmew. Then she learned that
nearly all women with gray or white
hair put bluing in the rinsing water to
keep it from looking yellow. After all
1t seemed very logical. We blue white
clothes-why not white hair?
When Pussy Purrmew was duly
rinsed and blued Helen wiped her
thoroughly with soft bath towel and
wrapped her another.
"Now, Maggie take out all these wet
towels and clean up. We'd better
leave her right in here, where she
can't run around and take cold''
Helen spread the thick bath mat on
the tiled floor, wrapped Pussy Purr-
NEW in still another towel and laid
her on it, comic, helpless bundle,
showing only a tiny wet head. She
made no effort to struggle from out
! the towels; wet and frightened, she
was grateful for their sheltering
warmth.
They shut the bathroom door and
left her there. But every few minutes
| was not unwrapped.
! The woman at the cattery, whom
Helen had interviewed about washing
her, had said that just before she
was quite dry cup Of fuller's earth
should be thoroughly rubbed into her
fur.
And now Helen unwrapped Pussy
Purrmew, placed her on newspaper
spread out on the bathroom floor, and
rubbed the brown sandy dust all over
her.
A wet kitten looked pathetic enough
but a damp kitten coated with fuller s
earth is a picture Of abject misery
For once Maggie's poor animal was
an appropriate phrase.
It was over two hours before she
was thoroughly dry, and then came the
process of brushing out the earth. But
/ this Pussy Purrmew loved
She layed stretched out on the pa
per, purring loudly, while Helen
brushed her until her fur was soft
and silky and at least two shades
| lighter.
Then Helen was called away to the
| telephone, and right after that the
man came to put some weather strip
!
! pers she had left on Warren's bath
room floor were entirely forgotten.
| What are those papers in my bath
| room for?" he demanded AS soon as
he came home that evening.
"Oh, did l forget to take those OUT
And Helen hurried in to gather
them up I'VE washed Pussy Purr
NEW today and I put the paper down
! to brush her on
UGH" graunted Warren. Cam
you find any better way to spend your
time than to wash a cat?"
But, dear everyone said if I'm tC
exhibit her this year she ought to be
washed Wait till you see how beau
tiful she looks"
1t was not until after they were
seated at dinner that Pussy Purrmew
deigned to appear and take her favor
tie place on the window sill.
Look, dear, isn't she lovely? Yor
see how much lighter she is?''
"Um-m, she does look lighter" ad
mitted Warren. How'd you wash
her? Didn't enjoy it much, did she?'
NO; but she was very good-bet
ter than l thought she'd be. And we
rubbed her all over with fuller's
earth. That's what makes her fur sc
silky. And, oh, what do you think?
laughingly, 1--WE blued her!'
Warren grunted unbelievingly.
But we did, dear. That's to keeI
her fur from looking yellowish
who put that idea in your head?'