Monday, August 11, 2008

Dreaded Bath


My Dears, I am in a faint. I do so hate having a bath at home. The Spa bath is so much nicer and FASTER! Why does it take so long to rinse, rinse, rinse all the shampoo off me? Why does Mama DiDi use so much shampoo anyway?
My delicate being is resting now. Woof. When I recover myself, I may hide. Right now, I'm just too too exhausted to think of a new hiding place.
I do so envy dear Leo with his wood rat. I have a woodpile but it only has beetles. I have many cats and several squirrels that visit my yard.
Oh, oh. I must have been dreaming about rats. My dainty paws were twitching.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

Now, that's more like it. That's how I feel about my bath. Terrible.

In two more weeks the pack goes for its annual two week vacation, and I NEVER have to have a bath for the whole two weeks, no matter how filthy I get.

At the cabin (the woodrats!! ah, I can smell them even now!!) there's not enough water, and Gamma says washing me would be "a waste." (I have a few other words for it.)

And for the week at the lake I'm always careful to stay out of the clean parts of the lake. (The muddy parts are OK.) I'm too busy patrolling the houseboat for anything else. The boat we had last year had a colony of bats in the ceiling - I was the one who discovered this feature, and called everyone else's attention to it by barking my head off. Alas, we have a new boat this year.

However....I heard some evil talk at dinner. Beta and Gamma were discussing sending me to the groomer. According to them, my fur is too long, and will attract burrs on vacation. (So?)

Patricia Burke Johnson said...

It's my bath at home I detest. The spa experience I love (except maybe not the clipping part AND I'm exhausted when I get home).
I must say I envy your the mud -- I find some in our overwatered park and wish there was more, much more.
Be strong, my friend. If you think the grooming is bad, wait until they start taking burrs out of your hair (not fur, Leo).
Encouragingly,
~S

Unknown said...

Well, it's definite. I have an appointment with the groomer next week.

I just had that under-flavor of skunk in my hair to the very right point, you know?? Oh yeh, Gamma gives me a bath every week, but this groomer, I'm onto her, she means business. She's going to clip me so short I'll look ridiculous, and the only thing I'll smell like is her brand of conditioner.

I can't wait to get north and roll in the first pile of bear poop I see. Did you know, Sausha, that bear poop is purple? Well, there's purple in it anyway, because the bears eat a lot of blackberries. And the smell?

Indescribable.

Gamma's wasting her money on that groomer.