I went first and I was really mighty cooperative. I'm no Dave, mind you, but compared to somepuppy who screamed the Siberian Death Scream the whole time, I was "good". Ha roo roo roo! (We DID try to rescue Ammy, honest!) Mom initially wasn't going to bathe Am (she wanted to get some good brushings in first), so just Mom and I went out on the deck for a while.
Here I am, after lots of towelling off:
Pretty fluffy, aren't I? Oh, yeah - I got to pick a toy to take outside to play with during the dry-off phase. I chose the toy our great friends Princess Eva and Brice brought us. It's really cool. Here's a close-up:
I had fun playing with Mom. And with the winds up at 20-30 mph, I was dry in no time! In fact, since I was so good and I dried so fast, well... let's just say that's why Mom decided to give Ammy a go. (Sorry, Am. Really.)
She'd like you to think she was tortured the whole time, but Ammy got to go out on the deck and enjoy the afternoon sun and wind, too.
Mom let Ammy pick a toy out to play with, too. Here she is with hers:
She chose the canvas bone-shaped toy that reads "Bite me." She ... uh ... wasn't feeling quite as interactive as I was. Ha roo roo roo!
More pix of us tomorrow!