Friday, October 3, 2008

Bath Time!

Mom wasn't feeling good this morning so she didn't go to the zoo. After sleeping in (with me), she started to feel better and then she had a very bad idea. She decided that I should go to the dog wash express and get a bath. What? A bath? I just had a bath 5 months ago. I don't really need another one this year. I tried to get out of it, but before I knew it, dad put me in the turtler and away we went.

I don't like being wet. There is just something about water that I don't like. I mean I like to drink water, but I don't like water on me. I hate the rain. I run from hoses. I can't even walk on the same side of the street as a sprinkler. I think all of this stems from an episode I had when I was a baby and mom and dad thought it would be a good idea to give me a bath in the front yard. They took the hose out and sprayed me down. Bad idea. I just haven't been the same since that fateful day.

But I digress. I was so excited to get out of the house today. I love riding in the car with the window down and my cute little button ears blowing in the wind. I even had my whole head out of the car window - I was feeling great. When mom parked the car, I thought we were at one of my favorite restaurants. Then I jumped out of the car and realized that we were at the dog wash express. There was nothing I could do at this point (I cannot drive), so I walked in and took my bath like a pug.

I had no idea that dad would be taking pictures of me during my bath (thanks mom) or I would have run out of the place. Dad took out his phone and started taking pictures as soon as I was wet.

I had just been hosed down in this picture. Notice that I am standing as far from the hose as possible

All soaped up and no where to go. Don't I look terrified? I was just counting the minutes until the torture would be over.

This picture is pure humiliation! Look what mom did to me! I am all soapy and she tried to spike the hair on my head. I may look like I'm smiling, but I am really trying not to lunge at mom's throat.

I can't just walk out of the dog wash all wet, so lucky me, I get to be blow dried. That's mom with the dryer in her hand. I am almost dry at this point - don't I look nice and clean?

For all the pain and suffering they put me through, mom and dad drove me through the McDonald's drive thru so that I could get a happy meal. I am so nice and clean now that my coat almost looks like a different color. I smell just wonderful. I am so glad that I won't have to get another bath until 2009!

1 comment:

Salinger The Pug said...

OMG STUBBY! You poor baby!!!

Mom hasn't read most of your old posts but is DYING laughing at this one!

You look so handsome after your bath!!! I'm glad you got a Happy Meal to make up for it!