Daughter Two and I bathed the dogs today. Neither of them particularly enjoyed the process. Zoey was freaked the moment the water hit her. She was probably still a bit flipped out from the incessant fireworks in our neighborhood last night.
Odin was simply bored with the process and not happy with being wet. On the other hand, he seemed to enjoy being scrubbed. He’s always liked having human hands on him.
Once done, they both pranced and primped. They knew they were newly lovely and they milked it. Among other things, dogs are shameless self-promoters.
(Can you tell when I don’t have anything important about which to blog?)
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