Episode 24 - 🛁🪮Bath Time – Ahhhhhhhh 🪮🛁

 

Bath Time - Not Impressed!

I am a dog of great natural beauty (even though I say so myself!) and have of course used my cute looks to my advantage on many occasions. I feel that these looks are natural and don’t need further enhancement. Unfortunately, Mum and Dad have different thoughts on the matter.

After coming home from walks out in the Autumn and Winter as well as when I may have been caught digging through the flower bed (allegedly – no substantial evidence to corroborate this accusation…..well, maybe a little!) it was decided that I needed more beauty support in the form of a bath.

If you are familiar with a dog in your family, you will understand that dogs and baths have an arrangement: they don’t go near the bath and the bath does not go near them!

After going low profile and being chased around the house several times I was caught and it was time for the bath. Dad had originally used dog shampoo for me, but this stuff smelled horrible and I hated it. Therefore, the use of Mum’s really expensive bubble bath and shower gel was called for – don’t tell Mum.

Don't you hate it when soap gets in your eyes!

With great shame and disapproval, I was lowered into the bath and ankle deep in warm water. Dad then used a jug to wet my fur and layer on the shower gel. After a few rinses I was clean and totally wet through. I looked like the proverbial “drowned rat”. It was then time to lift me out of the bath onto my own towel (nothing but the best for me!). This was my opportunity to get my own back on Dad. Before he could get the towel over me it was time to do the “shaky thing” and cover him in loads of water – that will teach him.

“why you little…….” He exclaimed as I let out a slight giggle!

Then time to go into the bedroom where Dad had the hair dryer waiting for me. I must admit this was not all bad as the warm air was nice on my skin and it also meant I got great cuddles off Dad as a bonus. Mainly as he thought I was about to do a runner off downstairs (as if I would do such a thing!).

Once mainly dried, a quick brush and then it was time to escape. Off I went at near light speed and ran all round the house in a frenzied charge. Dad called me a “nutter” but it was good to get out of the bath and away from the evil that was shampoo!

Do I look Happy to you!

The next step was to find a nice warm spot to curl up and try to forget about this traumatic experience. By the next day I may have been digging in the flower beds again (never proven!) and totally forgot about the consequences of coming in the house covered in mud…..here we go again!

Right, off now to hide from the bath until it’s safe to come back out.

TTFN,

Mazie

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