Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Washing the Dog

Okay so tonight my dad and I washed the dog. Which is always somewhat hard but entertaining at the same time. She doesn't exactly love water. She hates going out side after/during rain so you can imagine how she hates baths.

So first of all, anytime we say the word 'bath' she hides like its the end of the world (which it may seem to her in her little doggy world) and then we have to catch the little bugger which takes about five minutes. Then we have to carry her to the tub. And she shakes. Terribly. Its like she has a motor inside her that turns on at the sight of water. Its sad and funny at the same time.

My dog also sheds like crazy. There are already clumps of hair that appear on the floor moments after vacuuming but it gets worse with the introduction of water. If you happen to pet her during a bath, your hand comes away black with hair.

And she just looks so darn sad during the whole thing it breaks your heart (if you're the type who's heart breaks when they see a sad, wet, shivering puppy dog). So when its all over and done with we practically have to drag her out of the tub and then make her stand still while we towel her off which also catches all the loose hair on her. and when she shakes she gets the cupboards full of hair.
It's quite interesting, giving my dog a bath. I'm hoping the new dog we may be getting will be easier to wash :)
Much love and be free,
Avery

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