Tavish joined our family almost three years ago. In that time, I’ve never had to actually give him a bath… until last week.
Generally, Tavish goes to the groomer and just requires some freshening up between appointments. I’ve always been pretty content with this arrangement, especially because the little dude is scared of water. I had no desire to be the one inflicting aquatic torture on him.
Sadly, our streak has been broken. Last Monday, he managed to find something to roll in, which resulted in his first journey to the guest bathtub (a location that Bella visited many times in the past).
That brings us to Thursday morning…
Dog day bath-ternoon… er, morning.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, I think I just wrote a (relatively short) novel. I’m obviously living my best life before 6 AM, y’all.
Have no fear – this story has a happy ending. The offending stinky stuff has been removed. It was larger than Tavish, and its source remains unclear. I guess this means we’re leaving the door open for a sequel.
(I decided this week that it’s time to get back into the blogging groove. Seriously. I know I’ve said this before… but this time, I’m going to try to ease in by setting a manageable goal for myself. I’m going to start with at least one new post per week. Here’s hoping it works… we shall see!)
A bath before 6 am? OMD!! What a way to start the day! Hope the bath went well for both of you. At least Tavish is all clean! (and ready for the next roll-hahahaha!)
Glad to hear you are coming back. We’ve missed you. 🙂
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Right? That’s a new one to cross off my bucket list. 😛
It would be awesome if you started blogging more regularly again!
And your little graphic novel there reminds me of the worst time our beagle Bailey rolled in something. I forget now if it was a dead fish or some wild animal’s poop. Think it was the latter. Anyway, I was dressed up because I had to do a presentation that night for a class, and was just trying to take her out for a quick potty. Ended up having to rush home with her and throw her in the tub, all while wearing my pretty dress. Ugh. Neither of us were happy!
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I feel you on that one! It’s always at the worst possible moment…
I’ll never forget the first time Sampson rolled in deer poop. It was so vile, I hope you find the source of Tavish’s guilty pleasure so you have no more mornings like that!
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So far, he’s managed to find one more pile… resulting in one more bath. He’s unstoppable!