Bath day

Yesterday was a fine, warm day – perfect for bathing the dogs.

The chihuahuas require a minimum of grooming and are very easy to keep clean, usually. After some months they do start to smell a bit doggy, and a bath is an easy remedy.

Peppi went first. She fits easily in the laundry sink. She doesn’t really protest and usually just stands stock still as soon as the water hits her. (Shock?)

Paco stood at the entrance to the laundry and watched. He refused to get too close.

When M picked Paco up for his turn the look of horror on his face was obvious. However, there was not a lot he could do to get away.

If dogs cried, I think Paco might have wailed.

Still, Paco’s patience and lack of complaining was admirable.

Actually, both dogs are very good. “It will be over soon.”

Still-damp Peppi came to watch the proceedings.

I thought it was surprising that she was willing to come right in – you would have thought she would have kept her distance!

Paco loves being rubbed dry.

He sighs and sighs.

After the horrors everyone enjoyed a quiet moment in the sunshine.

We went for a walk in the park. I think both dogs have forgotten all about their baths now.

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