I'd just hopped out of the shower this evening after my daily penance on the Nordic Track, when Basil, one of the cats, jumped from the floor to the bathroom counter, then from the counter to my shoulders. He lingered a moment on my shoulders in his friendly way before continuing to the top of the linen cabinet.
He'd been around earlier, then disappeared for a while. I suspected I knew where he'd been, so I sniffed his paws. Yep.
"What's that cologne you're wearing?"
"Arm and Hammer Multi Cat clumping cat litter. Its light, fresh scent is sweet, yet manly. Undertones of cat urine give you a sensuous musk."