"There's nothing worse than soaking wet Jodhpurs!"
The only downside of the dogs vacationing at Bernard's is that in the winter, they come home smelling like smoke. All dogs are indoor dogs at Bernard's, and he and his wife seem to be smokers. But it's a small price to pay for the luxury of having them stay in a "home" environment. That's O.K. Neither dog had a bath in months before we left, so they went to their spa ripe with a dirty dog smell. When they came home, the first thing we did--after a long walk at the wet farms--was stick them in a tub.
"That bath sure gave me the blues. I'm lower than a snake's belly."
We bathed Juno first knowing she'd be the most vocal. Naturally she cried like we were stabbing her in the heart as we washed away 6 months of trail runs and floor lounging topped with cigar smell. Loki on the other hand, although not pleased with being picked up and placed in the tub, seemed to enjoy his warm Pantene Shampoo and Avocado rinse, never peeping once. In fact, he leaned into our hands as we massaged the shampoo into his fur and stopped just short of groaning with delight. But, as each one was in the tub, the other was behind the door in the hallway, crying in sympathy for the other. They may rough each other up but they stand together in solidarity against bath-inflicted torture on the other.
"Princess, you look bought and sold and done for. Who broke you doll?"
"Button your gabber Big Boy. Let's just say I'm gonna deep-six a pair of