For some reason they think I need a bath. It’s not like I don’t get plenty of baths on my own, I go in the frog pond quite a bit and I run through the creek. But for some reason they want to give me a bath with that funny smelling soap.

 

I put up with it and humor them, it makes them happy and gives them something to do. Plus they got that tick I’d been meaning to tell them about. It actually went more like “Oh my gaawd! Is that a tick?!” I got excited and tried to jump up and look but just got told “No, no, don’t shake.” I didn’t mean to shake, it was just my tail that got going.

 

Then they put me right in that red tote! I thought I wouldn’t like it, but on a day like today it felt pretty good.

 

I still wanted to get out and have a luxurious shake.

 

I was really thinking about it.

 

I gave a quick Dick Cheney smile. 

 

Oh yes! Fetch, I’ve gotten better at that, I bring the ball back 99% of the time now and people want to play with me more. It’s great!

 

But sometimes when I try to get fancy

 

I miss the ball and have to turn around real quick. I like how the dust stirs up and sticks to my damp coat.

 

I was tempted to stop right there and roll around in that dust

 

But I like catching that tennis ball in the air and I really like those random biscuits 

 

that come from that jar.

 

I really don’t have favorites, well I do I like the yellow ones and I like the orange ones and the green one and the red ones.  I was so excited I think I swallowed the first few without chewing at all.

 

Even though I might not have wanted a bath I feel great now.

 

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