This was a warning to the White Dog Army that something was up...and that it was NOT extra treats. Steve only has a couple of reasons for locking down the dog door: strangers in the yard (a quick scramble to check the windows ruled that out), a construction project (no power tools were heard), or it was Spa Day for some pup (the supplies being brought our from the cabinet confirmed). The question was WHO?
One member of the WDA habitually sullies her beautiful curly white furs by rubbing her neck and side of her face on anything mushy enough to leave a stain. She seems unable to help herself and endures endless washups that never quite do the job.
Fortunately, she loves baths.
And, at least for a brief time, enjoys being swaddled in the warm towels momma holds to dry her off.
Then Opal is down to prance and shake while we try to keep her from going outside and rolling. (Because you know the moment the door is closed EVERY pup has an urgent need to go out).
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