Saturday Nite Came On Thursday Morning

Saturday night used to be bath night, unless it came on a Thursday morning, like it did today for Cindy and Secret.

Thursday Morning Bath-time - Cindy and Dianna

Thursday Morning Bath-time - Secret and Dave

Believe it or not, this is only the second bath for both girls. They are so well behaved during the process - much different than I remember bath-time for Chips, a huge part Husky/English Sheepdog that I had when I was nine years old and we lived on a small ranch in Colorado. Bathing him was like a one-horse rodeo and was seldom done.

Cindy and Secret approach it like a couple of pros, a little trepidation initially, but then its "Hey, this is pretty cool, refreshing and I smell good to boot".

Sometime this afternoon we'll give them their Frontline and Ivermectin.  Cleanliness and protection.

Now I'm going to go take a shower cause we're going with Doug and Twyla to Hailey's for a late lunch today. Burgers and beer. Mmmmm, I can't wait.