Dog Bath

Gretchen got into something smelly this morning. After breakfast she went outside for a while - a long while. After coming back in, we noticed this funky odor. It was her. There was a streak of something black and smelly running from her snout down to her paw. Outside and under the hose she went.

Though she looks terrified in this picture, she did really well for her bath.

CJ used to do similar things when he was young. We'd go to a friends house that was next to a horse farm. Through the course of the weekend, he'd run over to the farm at least once and find something nasty to roll in. I remember him doing it one cold February night as we were about to leave. I had to wash him in the backyard with warm water. His fur literally froze as I was scrubbing him.

Speaking of CJ, he got a bath too. It had been nearly a year. Over the winter he ironically didn't seem to need them as much when we were hiking him more. Having not hiked for a while, he was getting smelly.

He doesn't like baths. Never has. At least now it's over and maybe he'll last another year before he needs another one.

- b