The story of the explosive cat.

This is an old post, from a couple of years ago which I forgot to actually publish, so it is back dated. Might as well post it
We have a cat named Disney who liked to fool around and didn't listen to all the teaching about "abstinence". She got bigger and bigger... We started trying to think of scientific names for this new phenomenon: Catus Bombatus, stuff like that. One day I saw something in the backyard that looked like unexpoded ordnance... I almost called in the bomb squad. She kept getting bigger and it seemed like it was taking forever. Finally on Sunday Morning I went outside to check on her, and she wasn't in the "nesting place" I made for her. After some looking around, we found that she had her kittens in the litter box! To me, this counts as proof that animals are generally pretty STUPID (although some things I've read recently indicate that humans are really catching up fast in the stupidity dept.). So the kittens were all tangled up in a ball with their cords and the placenta since she couldn't chew them apart because they were covered in hardened kitty litter and cat poop. I had to do the honors and cut the cords on all of them (I swear I'm not the father!) and dispose of the mess. The girls enjoyed taking the kittens and bathing them and drying them. Then we gave the mama cat a bath since she too was covered in bloody hardened cat litter and crap. That resulted in some scratches on my arm, but overall inspite of the fact that she was terrified, she tried hard not to scratch me.... she's a good cat. After she finally dried up, we let her go to her kittens inside and .... they all lived happily ever after.