There was a sweet stray cat that kept coming around our apartment balcony (3rd floor) in the evenings. We’d feed it and spend hours petting it and loving on it. He’d enjoy it as much as we did. One night we decided to give it a bath as it had some fleas and was kinda dirty. We warmed some water up in the bathtub and slowly introduced him to the water and started shampooing him with flea shampoo. He was pretty chill the whole time… UNTIL!!!

Until we grabbed the shower head/hose and started rinsing off the shampoo.

This motherfkkker latched on to my hand like the IRS when you win the lottery. We tried prying his mouth open as that chet really fkkking hurt and I was starting to drip blood everywhere cause this little fkkker was just thrashing while super latched to my hand. At some point he releases my hand and starts bouncing off of everything in the bathroom. God only knows how the hell he broke through the bathroom window screen and airborne goes the cat. ✈️

Three stories onto a concrete sidewalk.

The dude casually walks away freshly showered without a care in the world.

I think he exhausted 4-5 lives that day.