Bath Time

So, Mom announced that she was going to take my DWB Christmas card photo this weekend. After looking me over, she decided that I was in need of a bath! Off we all went to Soggy Paws, our local self wash dog wash. Personally, I didn't think I needed a bath, but apparently, my opinion doesn't count. Mom also said she needed to rinse out the smokey smell I came back with from Scruffy & Lacie's place. She was not too happy, she said I smelled like a bar.
Up into the tub I went, and then that darn collar thingy was attached to the tub, so no escaping for me. Since Mom is busy snapping all of the pictures, Dad did the 'dirty' work.

Soon I was all lathered up and not too happy. I like being a dirty dog, I don't like getting cleaned up.
Dad was scrubbing me all over the place, I mean ALL over the place. Hey, watch your hands down there buddy!!
As they finally finished me off, I pondered running from the tub before they tried to scrub me again.
OK, I'm all clean (yuck!) and dry now, can we get out of here?

Well, I'm all clean now, hopefully Mom will approve and take my Christmas picture. When you get my card and admire how nice I look, remember what I went through to get that way. Grrrrr!

'Till next time,

Kirby