Last night, Mom took Macy out for her usual evening play time in the yard. She also let me out at the same time. At first, everything was great. Mom took some pictures of me (I’m reclaiming MY blog!)
Then I walked around the yard with Mom and went and sniffed the papaya tree that has a beautiful papaya on it!
Hopefully this one is edible. The ones from last year stunk when they were cut open. Not a rotting stink but just a yucky stink.
After our little stroll, I watched from my man cave as Macy tracked a mole.
When she was done, she decided to track…ME! She had the nerve to enter MY man cave. The only one who was ever allowed in MY man cave was Khia.
Not only did Macy come into MY man cave, she attacked me! I have photographic evidence:
See that blur to the left of the green spot way in the back? That’s Macy. The green spot – my eye glowing as I ran for my life!
We tussled under there and she rolled me all around. When we finally came out, we were both black.
Mom was NOT amused.
Do you know what happens when we’re dirty and Mom’s not amused? Yep…you got it – we get baths!
Not only did I have to get another bath so soon but I had to get a bath by Dad!
Again, Mom sat in the bathroom to supervise and instruct but he still did it all wrong. Mom told him not to forget my scratchies – he scratched before there were bubbles and didn’t scratch when there were bubbles. *sigh* I hope Mom’s arm gets better soon. I can’t possibly do a 3rd Dad bath. (Sorry Dad…I love you so much but your baths aren’t filled with love like Mom’s. She gives me kisses during my bath to make me feel better.)
Oh, the best part of bath time (this is a first – I’ve never had a good part of bath time, let alone a BEST part) was when Macy got locked in her crate for like 2 hours while she was drying. But holy yuck did she stink! I have NEVER, EVER smelled a dog that smelled so horrible wet as Macy does. PEEEE YEWWWW!
Gotta run! Talk to you later, friends!
*ear licks* Noodle