At the basement Spa

Today, Dad decided I needed a bath.  The last one I took was probably in summer....I forget.  I went over to Grandpa and Grandma's place this week and they said I stink.  Nice to see you too Gramps.
Dad hasn't given me a shower because of the cold weather and he says there's no where in the house where he can put me in and wash me.

Well today he put me in the basement sink and I was stressed out.  This is not the way to wash a dog!

 

After the wash, of course Dad had to take more portraits of me and my clean body.

And just for doing that....I soon vomited all my breakfast on the basement floor.  That's what you get for stressing me out Dad.  Clean it up.  I'll train you!

B-Stud.