Just because it's a new year, doesn't mean I don't have to go through my Weekly Torture Ritual. On the first day of the year, I saw Momma pulling out my towel from the closet. I knew what that meant, so I immediately hid behind their bed. Unfortunately, Pops spotted me and carried me into the bathroom.
It's been a whole year of this, so you'd think that I'd be used to it by now... but no, I'm not. I mean, I'm a dog! I have two ears and a nose! I don't think we are ever supposed to get used to being humiliated and soaked like this.
But oh well... at least I smell really nice now. Pops is addicted to my smell after a bath. He keeps picking me up and sticking his nose into my fur. And then I even got to spend yesterday morning in bed with my humans, just snuggling and snoozing.That was really nice!
Musing on Monday - *I see my pals out there. I want to go out with them.* *I bet we could have fun running up and down the fence line.* *Misty: Maybe if we sit nicely,...
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