Bad hair day

I wasn't able to have a December bath because my eye flared up the day I was to go to the groomer. The ophthalmologist didn't want me to have a bath until after I have a recheck tomorrow, so I wouldn't be stressed and become sick. I NEED these baths so my hair is manageable and doesn't become matted. So mom's been brushing the best she can, although I HATE being brushed. I'm very lovely and nice until those brushes come out...then I hiss and growl and bear my claws. When mom gives up on the brushing I look like I stuck my paw in an electric outlet because it's so dry and there's no "product" in my fur this month. Cross your paws the doc says I can have a bath at the recheck tomorrow. Although Mom says next time I go in for a bath she's going to tell them to give me a lion's cut and just buy me a winter sweater to keep me warm. ..yikes!