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Getting Dried Off - Get Me Outta Here! |
Gosh, I thought Christmas was fun. Getting toys and biscuits and treats. Squeaky toys and fuzzy toys and maybe a new collar or bandana.
But then I heard daddy Frank go into the closet to get towels. He never gets towels after dinner. I knew somethin' was up. And it was not good. He didn't have to say a word, I knew what he was thinking and what he was scheming. Then he went to the cookie jar. I knew it! Bribes!
Then he says "Come on Benni" like he thinks I'll just follow him to my execution.
I'll play along for a Liver Snap, up to a point. But I ain't goin' NEAR that bathroom.
Daddy begs and coaxes. NO WAY!
Then he grabs me by my collar and starts dragging me. I resist. He calls Daddy Leon for reinforcements. They corral me into the bathroom. Dread!
But I'm NOT getting into that tub! Christmas bath, Bah Humbug!
Well, Daddy got his way but I didn't make it easy for him.
I got showered up and dried off and rubbed down and combed out. I guess they call it a spa treatment. Daddies are too cheap to send me to the groomer where Bouvier goes. Bouvier is a classy Poodle.
I get my Christmas Bath in the old bathtub. Gosh, I HATE Christmas Bath. How humiliating!
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Daddy Leon Brushing Me Out |