I am acutely aware that this is an inexhaustible subject and, well I wasn't quite finished..... bear with me.
On Sunday evenings, while Im having a cocktail and watching TV, Gary usually bathes the pups. Im not sure just how physically taxing it is but if you go by the way he carries on, its akin to running a marathon. To tell you the truth, I would hate to do it too especially after he gets them all worked up! He totally brings this on himself by talking it up; "Jackie, do you want a bath Sugah", "Its time for a bath", "Its bath time", "Lets take a bath", etc. The mere word "bath" gets varying responses. Jackie tucks his head under a sofa pillow, becoming invisible; while Miss Cricket dives under the recliner, getting herself wedged in the process.
This is a bad thing. Jackson & Cricket are pretty mellow for a Jack Russell and Poo Hua Hua. Ivy, however is psychotic about 75% of the time, sometimes requiring one of her snug shirts just to calm her down. Ivy doesn't have a clue what "bath time" even is because she doesn't get one! But Jackson and Cricket act as if Gary is going to dunk them in battery acid! Its mean to tease pups!
I asked Gary how he would feel if I started randomly saying "Its tax time" "Lets get everything ready for the CPA"? "Time to write the IRS a big ol check". Its basically the same thing, as I see it. Nothing stresses Gary out more than the mere mention of the IRS. Its an irrational fear! One might think he has been audited, the way he carries on. I have a friend who retired from the IRS and he was more than a little apprehensive going to her retirement party, for cryin out loud. Like agents were going to be waiting for him! Sheesh
So, wouldn't you think he would have some empathy for the pups? But no, he likes to tease them about bath time. Funny though, when they get in the warm water they stretch out with their hands at the front of the sink and actually love it! Gary lathers them up and rubs their backs in the process. Jackie gets blown dry, which admittedly he isn't a son-uva-bitch about, but afterwards he prances around the house like he's just won the Westminster!
Next its Cricket's turn. I have to tilt the recliner forward while Gary grabs her because its impossible to get her out any other way. Same thing though; when she is in the warm water, she stretches out and seems to really enjoy it! Cricket's hair is different so she gets toweled off. Then she proceeds to tear through the house lickity split. She dives under their giant floor pillow and carries it across the room. Ivy goes crazy chasing her.
Ivy only gets bathed in Cricket's swimming pool during the summer because well.... life it too short and I still need my hands. She doesn't care for water at all. When she starts really smelling like staled Fritos, I'll wipe her down with a wet towel and follow up with a dryer sheet; kind of a 'hoor bath' for pups :D
Bath Time.......
Thursday, January 31, 2013
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