Bath Time!

So, Momma's been telling me all week that I'm getting a bath today.  And bath time came and went and there was no bath so I figured I was off the hook.

And then she changed her clothes and grabbed some treats and tricked me into jumping up on the bath table.  She TRICKED me!!! 

The water was warmish, because it's still 100 degrees outside but in case Momma's never mentioned it... I. Do. Not. Like. Baths. 

And the drying!  She grabs the vacuum cleaner noise thing and just blows it at me...for ever until I'm dry.  Tonight was kinda fun because she popped a circuit breaker and stood there trying to decide if I was dry enough or if she had to go reset it.  Because if she had to reset it she had to let me down off the table. 

Ah hah!  And I'm down.  Momma reset the thing ... hey, that box on the wall, I didn't know it was there... and then went inside and got me more cookies... and TRICKED ME AGAIN! 

After she finished drying me off I went outside to show Smokey how beautiful I was. 

And here I am, fresh from my bath.  Momma's crying.  I think baths make her sad and I shouldn't have anymore.