Fast forward to today and I saw her headed towards me with the SOAP. Ick. I was marched to the chamber and scrubbed down like a prisoner. Well, the massaging shower head feels good after the soap is out but I'd never admit it to her. Ever. I made one final attempt at looking pitiful before she started, but it didn't work.
Don't take my picture when I'm being humiliated! You should have seen all the booootiful fur I lost down that drain! I'm lucky I'm not naked.
Hold on, now Thrawn wants to tell his horror story.
OK, Thrawn here now. Can you believe she had the nerve to wash off my Husky Aura? I mean, it takes a long time to get that special husky yellow going on and my masculine smell. Sure enough, after she let Dakota free she shoved me into the shower. I tried stiff legging it, no dice. Sigh. Here I am trying to shove the door open, I'm not going to make it easy. If only the SPCA could see this pic, I think they'd have something to say.
I have to agree with Dakota, that massager part does kind of feel good but not good enough to tolerate this crap.
I don't look pleased because I'm NOT. Plus she's still sick so not only am I stuck in that sauna but she's hacking away like a 3 pack a day smoker. I'm sure this isn't a sterile environment for me.
So now we're both clean and she's so proud of herself. While she had me trapped Dakota got on her bed and rolled all through her sheets and comforter and while she was drying herself off I ran outside through the dirt. Since I was still wet that made MUD which I then tracked all over the kitchen and living room. They never learn that they can't win, we'll always outsmart them.
Having the last laugh - Dakota & Thrawn