Well, that was fun...NOT

I had to give little miss Bridget, my foster kitty, a lime-sulfur bath because of her (suspected) ringworm on one toe, which I don't think she has (the hair has already pretty much grown back where they scraped it to take a sample). I've held off several days because it was so cold, but finally did it, and washed all her bedding, disinfected everything, etc, as instructed. She was actually pretty good about it after her initial struggle to get out of the sink, and just kept looking at me with her big eyes like "WHY are you doing this to me?" She was already cleaning her paws while I was drying her, and as soon as I dried her to my satisfaction and sat her down, she began cleaning the rest of herself in front of the heater. Surprisingly, she didn't seem angry with me at all. I'm going to be sorry to give he back. She's been such a sweet baby. She waits for me at the top of the stairs every morning and if I don't pick her up right away, she pats my leg, asking to be picked up and carried downstairs. It's not that she can't walk down the stairs, she just wants the cuddles.