Oh NO!...not a Shower!!!! Mum and dad decided it would make me feel better - are they kidding or what!
Dad is in charge of this awful event and stands in the shower with me....(don't worry, he wears his swimmers...just in case you were wondering).... and he checks the temperature first (that's thoughtful of him!)
I keep hoping this is a joke...
but realise it is serious stuff ....
I get soaped up - What's that about! ...
Is that a thought bubble?...
and a rinse off....
even my face got a wash...
but eventually it is towel time...
personally I prefer rug drying...
and sofa surfing...
until I jump from one sofa to the other.....this worried them because of my poorly leg...
they thought I was getting a little too lively and had to calm me down
okay, I'm calm now and nice
and clean
and
fluffy!
fluffy!
