Dog bath day is always a fun day in the Strahler household. First, we play hide and seek. Sometimes followed but a rousing bout of "I'm bigger than you and can carry you up the stairs." Though more recently it has been more like "follow the cookie." I've been enlisting Doug's help to haul them into the tub, so it is truly a family affair.
Here is Kaleb in the tub. Still dry, but already with the sad face.
Now she is wet. Sadder face? I can't tell.
Now she's clean and either happy to be clean or just happy that it's over.
Now for the big baby. We chased him out from behind the couch only to have him enter "the fortress."
Dry. (Penny snuck into the corner of this one.)
Clean, but still with the sad face.
After Dozer is out of the tub, he usually runs around like a moron for about 5 minutes and then he a Kaleb have a wrestling match. He was going too fast to catch the moron bit on film, then I didn't have the camera for the wrestling. But you get the idea. Good times.
Finally, the last stage is to get me clean because I end up a wet, hairy mess after all of the fun. There are no pictures of this part of the process.
I'm glad they're clean because they really needed it, but I think this is their last bath for a while. At least at home. I'll consider paying someone else to deal with it, at least in the near future.