Here Rio is getting lathered up.

He so stoically submits to the torture we bring upon him. Grant gave him a treat while I was doing this and he just held it in his lips like a cigarette hanging. Poor fellow.
Getting a scrub.

We washed him in the back yard using a bucket of warm soapy water (dog shampoo) and then a rinse with a few more buckets of water.
Here's the wet, disgusted, giving me the stink eye Rio, nice and clean.

After he dried he was so soft. He's too much fun to pet, now.
And he smells good.
No comments:
Post a Comment