Saturday, July 28, 2007

This is what happens when it's time for Sophie's bath:

She suddenly becomes a lapdog. A 45-pound lap dog. As soon as she heard the word "bath" last night, she jumped in my lap, presumably hoping I would save her from this awful fate. No such luck. Mike (aka, "mean ole' daddy") removed all the stink she worked so hard to build up. Now she has to start all over! It must be so hard being a dog...

1 comment:

Dee said...

Looks like Sophie's bath tired her out!