This usually happens on a weekend (notice that I didn’t say every weekend). So Tank got to be the lucky one for today. Poor Tank. He’s always the first. Mainly because Tinkerbell will run under the bed and I don’t want to exert the energy to catch her. But Tank is a different story…I can say, “Come.” And he comes. I can say, “Come. In the shower.” And he gets in the shower. What a good dog. So Tank got a bath.
The unfortunate part of this story is that I finished bathing Tank, and then Emerson got fussy. So I ran to change her, feed her, and play with her a bit. When I went back to grab something from the bathroom, I realized Tank was still hanging out in the tub. I totally ran out on him and left him sitting there soaking wet. Like a good dog, he was waiting on me to return (only an hour later…oops.).
A pic of my very first baby, Tank!
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Eddie now comes and jumps in the tub when I tell him. I am so proud of him. Heidi, on the other hand, hides under the dining room table. They both got baths today!
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