Yes, it’s wash day. But not clothes though, it’s Roux & me! Most unfortunate but this happens every so often. Mom & Dad get a whiff of something rank and say something crazy like “Whew! Boudreaux you smell, it’s time for a bath.”
Well, it typically starts with mom clipping our nails (she’s pretty good at it and rarely clips the quick–I usually only wince when she does that and then she gives me kisses; Roux–well she turns into Cujo and cries; Mom calms her down then kisses her). Next, the collection of our snuggle balls, crate beds, etc is all dumped into the utility room for washing. Then we hear the call from the bathroom, “who wants a treat?” And not just any treat, a kitty treat! They know we are just goo goo over kitty treats and just can’t resist them. Yum!
And of course, we are too curious to just run in the other direction. It’s a Pavlov thing, I think? Anyway, once we round the corner and se the bath set ups in the shower…. Well let me tell you, the message is VERY clear. Wash day! We start wimpering and whining and trying to baroo our way out of the bath. You know, it never works!
There is just no escape at this point because dad is behind me and Roux and won’t let us escape. Then the whimpering really begins! Yep, we can’t help it afterall. We are Basenjis and the Basenji mortal enemy is water. We don’t even like stepping in the grass when it is wet. Baths just are’t on our top 5 list. Heck, they’re not on our top 500 list. Eating cat treats, walking around the neighborhood, and naps, NOW THAT is on our top 5 BUT not baths. Although it doesn’t take very long it seems like days that we are in the shower. Dad even cruelly took a picture of us getting our bath.
And to make matters worse, when we’re done mom & dad won’t let us go outside! We’re all clean and they won’t let us go outside and rub off this clean smell in the stinky grass. Life is so unfair!
Oh well, I guess we will take advantage of one of our top 5 things to do…. take a nap and sleep off the stress of this bath!
Boudreaux