Mood: Laughing at my kitty's expense

Iroh fell in the toilet.

Actually, not so much fell as jumped. He has this compulsive habit of running full-throttle into the bathroom and hopping up on the toilet to jump to the counter. Well today he didn't anticipate that the toilet lid wouldn't be down as it always was and from the next room Mason hears *PLORP* *skitter skitter* and a half-breath later the kitten goes streaking back down the hallway leaving a little trail of puddles in his wake.

I have no shame to admit that, oh, how we LAUGHED. Hilarity! He looked like a poor little drowned rat. (Lucky for him the toilet had nothing in it besides toilet water.) I spent the next fifteen minutes trying to get him to hold still while I helped him towel dry off, though like any parent would I made sure to snap a couple of embarrassing photos first.

I'm thinking next time he'll look a little closer before he leaps.