I love dogs. I love their unadulterated thrill upon our return home. They are so excited to see us...whether we've been gone all day or just walked to the mailbox. Daisy...our MiniGoldendoodle really enjoys taking a bath. In our garden tub. I understand...it relaxes me too! A few weeks ago, I thought a bath would really help me feel better as I was feeling sick and yucky. So, I ran a bath and went to get more coffee. When I returned, Daisy was in the tub enjoying MY hot bath. Frankly, she looked irritated I was disturbing her. I could have gotten in the tub with her (YUCK) or gotten in when she got out (MORE YUCK) but instead I gave up and went back to bed. So, I was particularly happy when I ran another bath this week and BEAT her to the tub. SUCCESS! Her turn to be disappointed, she climbed up on the edge of the tub and watched with a sad look on her face...but didn't try to get in. She probably didn't want MY
dirty water! As I moved through the morning, I ran back to the bathroom for something and found her waiting in the tub...very hopeful I'd run her a bath. It didn't happen, but take a look! How can a face like that not brighten your day?
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