Today while I was giving Murphy a bath, Connor came in to help (as always). I gave him a rag and he went to town on Murphy's ears (much to Murphys chagrin). Then he quickly left. I thought not much of it until moments later he came back, in the nudie, and began to climb into the tub. I reached to keep him out but as I did, I had to release my hold on Murphy. I had to choose between letting Connor get in the tub with the dog, or letting my dog run through my house half dirty, half clean and soaped up and soaking wet. The pictures let you know what I chose. The funniest part is that my mom came into the house during the fiasco and witnessed the whole mess.
0 comments:
Post a Comment