Cara had intended on taking a long, relaxing bath while looking over the pamphlets for tomorrow's class and trying to decipher what they were actually attempting to say. A futile task, but at least she could say she tried.

Of course, because the island hated her, she instead spent her evening trying to escape the now much larger bathtub and even longer trying to dry her fur.

Though, on balance, that probably still a better use of her time.