Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Lavender stuff? Really?

While I was out going potty tonight, I noticed a really great place to dig. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned it before, but I really like digging. You could even say that I dig it (wow, I kill myself!)


So here I was, digging in the dirt, minding my own business when Mom tried to stop me. What a fun game THAT turned out to be! It was raining like crazy and she was chasing me all over the yard. Mom doesn’t put my leash on when I go potty at night because I usually don’t wander far. Being off leash gave me a huge advantage in this game.


I was a muddy mess by the time Mom caught me. I could be wrong, but Mom didn’t seem to enjoy it as much as I did.


Mom took me straight to the kitchen and put me in the sink. Now, I *love* water, so I don’t mind having a bath until she pours that stinky lavender stuff on me. I’m a DUDE! Dudes don’t smell like flowers.


I got her back this time. That lavender stuff is slippery and I got away from her, making a watery, soapy mess all over her counters. Weeeeee!!


Eventually we worked it out and Mom finished my bath. There was more fun to be had when she tried to dry me off.


The fun never ends around here.