Yesterday was doggy bath day – O Yeah.
Catfish just hopped into the tub. I soaped him up and rinsed several times. Each time he needed to turn around in the tub he did so without complaint.
Annie on the other hand fought the whole process. First off, we have a 78 pound lab mix that hates yes, hates water. Finally got her into the tub started pour warm water from an old plastic coffee can and just as the water hit out she jumped. The game was afoot. After several repeat performances of her jumping out I gave up.
Wet dog runs down stairs and out into the backyard soap on her fur and all. Well dang it. KRP and I finally got a hold of her and rinsed her off with the garden hose. She then jumped up into the planter and yep rolled around in the dirt. AUGH – with her otter tail, webb feet, teflon coat, and lab attitude it cracks me up that she dislikes water. Go figure. Next time she is going to the doggy bubble wash.
Went out and about and picked Catfish up a new collar. Picking out a collar is a big deal. First I have to find the right size, the material can not be to hard or to soft, it must be blue (I swear he can tell), and the tags need to hang as to not annoy his royal Mr. Catfish neck. If it is not just right Catfish pouts.
I also found two used Xbox games to play this winter. I am reading the manual on Fallout 3 I think it is going to be fun to play. I liked Gears of War and Bio Shock so I shall see. I have six books waiting to be read.
Productive endeavors around the house are now on hold.
Oh sweetie, I’m no expert dog washer, but next time CLOSE THE BATHROOM DOOR! LOL.
Oh come on give me a bit of credit eh? LOL one of the bathroom doors is one of those sliding pocket doors and her majesty with one quick flick of her paw opened it and that was how she made her great escape. Holding on to a wet and soapy determined dog did not work so well.