Muddy Paw Mania
I had to see this coming right?
New couches + gobs and gobs of melted snow = muddy paw mania
The dog has had a bath 5 days in a row and number six is about to happen as soon as she's done barking at the neighbors. The water's already filling up in the tub and Boy #3 is on stand-by. He carries her in with her muddy paws sticking straight out. Did I mention she hates water?
This a picture of her trying to look cute and innocent but we know she could stay out of the mud if she'd just focus. It's really not necessary to take off barking at every person, dog walker, skate-boarder, bike-rider, jogger and Jehovah Witness that .......... well maybe them, that walks by the house.
So Buckeye gets to stay outside longer than usual to terrorize the neighborhood but with a huge price to pay, dragged into the tub night after night. This is a dog that when she hears the tub water running, she hides. She refuses to put all four paws down in the water at the same time, one must always be out of the water.
I must break from my post to go catch the dog.
Buckeye tried to make a run for the hills, she pulled her lead out of the mushy, muddy ground.
"She's loose!"
"Huh?"
"She pulled her lead out and is headed for the street!"
"The dog?" Who else does he think we're keeping on a lead?
By this time I had my boots on the wrong feet and was out the door. I knew the easiest way to get her was to open the car door and ask her if she wanted to go on a car ride, but hmmmmm..... the mud. I opted for the step on the lead trick while the husband lured her in with biscuits, she's a biscuit whore.
All is well for now, she's in her little house pouting. She'll come out when she's hungry or dear God has to go out again.
Buckeye tried to make a run for the hills, she pulled her lead out of the mushy, muddy ground.
"She's loose!"
"Huh?"
"She pulled her lead out and is headed for the street!"
"The dog?" Who else does he think we're keeping on a lead?
By this time I had my boots on the wrong feet and was out the door. I knew the easiest way to get her was to open the car door and ask her if she wanted to go on a car ride, but hmmmmm..... the mud. I opted for the step on the lead trick while the husband lured her in with biscuits, she's a biscuit whore.
All is well for now, she's in her little house pouting. She'll come out when she's hungry or dear God has to go out again.
6 comments:
Oh, that POOR pooch!
No, I'm not offering to bathe her for you.
YIKES!
I don't envy you at all.
You need to get your dog some of those lame ass doggy boots. Maybe that would put an end to all of those pesky baths. ;)
I know the feeling well. I am in my little house pouting right now too.
I know all too well what you are going through. I have a 135 pound Akita that also hates water and trying to get him into the tub is such a nightmare. Not to mention the number of towels I have to use to keep him from soaking down everything in the bathroom when he shakes the water off....sheeeesh.
Oh the indigence we suffer at the paws of our fur babies. Mine don't like baths either. You almost have to tie them in the tub. Then they want to do the shake thing every five seconds...gheesh!
Carol - I will pay you to bathe her, it's to that point.
Candice - I was thinking pink bunny foo foo booties.
Relax Max - Why can't you just stay out of the mud?
Me-Me King - That shaking the water off is the second worse part of the entire episode.
Leeuna - We have no trouble getting her in the tub, she endures it. Thank goodness we don't have to deal with struggling and mud.
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