Clean dog

I got all gung ho this afternoon to bathe the dogs. Lucy in particular, considering every time I looked at her recently I could practically hear the flies buzzing, was in desperate need of a dip in the tub.

My plan was to get Scout in the bathroom first, because I wasn't sure if

1) She would actually go into the bathroom
2) She would actually get into the tub
3) She wouln't freak the hell out when I ran the water

As it turned out, we barely covered step 1. She was frightened of the towels I had placed on the floor, and when I tried to lead her in by her collar, her defense mechanism was to hit the deck.

Taking a different tactic, I went to get the mini-marshmallows to attempt to lure her into the bathroom. I didn't honestly think this was going to work, but it was worth a shot. After feeding her a couple of treats, I tossed one into the tub to see what would happen, but that only resulted in the sudden appearance of a black lab in the bath.

I gave up and washed Lucy.

So at least Lucy is clean. Right now she mostly smells like wet dog, which isn't the best odor, but at least the flies have disappeared. I haven't given up on Scout. I spent some time after Lucy was washed trying to just get her to come smell the wet towels and realize that I hadn't killed Lucy by hosing her down.

I think we'll eventually get there. I have faith that it can be done. I'm just glad it isn't Jeff the Cat.


J.S. said…
Sounds like you're doing a great job. Which day next week would you like me to drop Cassidy off for her bath?
Dug said…
I think Jeff is dishwasher-safe.
J.S. said…
Wait. Here the heck is the new food review? I didn't watch it at your house last night because you said you were about to post it!

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