Yet Another Bath

Mom did it again. Yep. Yet another bath. Hrmph.

Tomorrow (Sept. 18) is my birthday. I'm gonna be 14 years old. You would THINK that Mom would cut me some slack with the medicated baths, especially since this is a special week...

Nope. No such luck.

Trust me when I say that I did not go into the tub willingly.

At least Mom refilled the toy box in the bathroom. That provided some distraction during blow-drying. (See Mom's orange hair dryer?)

Had to go back to the toy box to liberate another toy.

More plucking.

After Mom opened the gate and let me out of the bathroom, I'm happy to report that I successfully saved all three of those squeakies from the bathroom.

And that's why Mom has to refill the toy box in the bathroom. I try to save all of the toys from horrible baths.
   

Water Torture

It happened again. Yep. Mom decided that I had to have a nasty, no-good, torture-filled BATH.

I hate baths!!!

But this time, the torture was doubled. After Mom drained the dirty bath water, she REFILLED the tub and gave me an oatmeal bath, too! I gave her a dirty look...

I was not happy. She said I needed the oatmeal bath because of my itchies from my allergies. I don't agree. I'm already itchy...why torture me with water?!

After the bath, Mom kept me captive in the bathroom while she tried to blow-dry my furs.

I grabbed my squeaky penguin to keep me company, while watching at the gate.

When I was released from my prison, I took out my frustrations (and dried my ears) on my penguin.

After that, I hid under the blanket on the couch.

I did NOT want to end up back in that bathtub...

Unfortunate Events

Had something baaaaad happen here tonight. I thought maybe Mom was getting a bath ready for me, but then she'd stop and go do something else, so I thought I was safe. Nope. I was wrong. She tricked me!

And to make things even worse, Mom got a gate. Yep. A gate. See me stuck in our bathroom behind the gate? Not cool.

See, Mom always got hot when she was blow-drying my furs after a bath 'cause our bathroom is little. Worked well for me, though, because that meant she never dried me all the way and I was allowed to escape early. With the gate, though, the bathroom isn't closed up, so Mom won't get so hot in there. Ugh.

And do you know what else she did to me tonight? Usually when she starts running bath water, I always hide under the bed or in my princess tent. Tonight, she stuck me in the bathroom behind the gate BEFORE she started the water! Sneaky, bad Mom!

While the water ran, I just sat by the gate and wished I could go hide...

But I was stuck. After Mom put me in the bathtub, I tried to jump out by myself, but I wasn't so lucky there, either.

I was forced to take a stupid bath.

The good news tonight, though, was at least Mom restocked the toys in the bathroom before she held me captive in there.

She started blow-drying me while I was checking out the toys. (Her distraction technique apparently worked...but not for long.)

I sat and stared out the gate for the rest of my blow-drying. I'm a master of looking pathetic.

I gave Mom the stink-eye in the living room when she finally let me out of the bathroom.

And I totally got my revenge later, too...

Seriously, the Easter Bunny doesn't care if I smell like a dog...