I. don’t. like. baths. at. all.
I’ve been licking my leg a lot the past couple of days and I’m not telling my Greg or my Margret why I am because it’s fun to make them guess why I’m doing that. Well it was until this morning when my Greg said “maybe a bath would help.”
I didn’t hear him say that so when my Margret told me to go upstairs with her I thought we were going back to sleep. Humph! Nope!
How much do I not like baths you ask? Enough that my Margret has take me over to the tub and lift me in that’s how much. Now I feel badly about that especially when I jumped out before my bath was finished and got the floor all wet and shook so hard my Margret got all wet. She told met that if she had wanted a bath she would have taken one.
She tried to go fast because she knows I don’t like baths and it does feels good getting towel dried but I still have to stay upstairs until I’m a bit drier. *sigh*
My sister Bonnie stayed close to keep me company but she loves her bath so she really doesn’t understand why I don’t like mine. But it was nice to have her keep me company.
~This is Belle “the can I come down yet, I’m dry, well kinda of ” pup for the rest of the Pups and Kitties.