Sunday was Bathday

Today was bathday for three of us, Nina, Anja and myself. Yucks.. I hate it. Let me say that again. I HATE IT. I believe the sentiments were shared by both my sisters as well. It started innocently enough. Mommy started to comb me, cleaned my eyes and as she was doing that, whispering sweet nothings in my ears and saying what a good girl I was. Yada, yada yada.

Then come the punchline! Mommy carried me and along the way, grabbed a towel and entered the bathroom and I knew I was in trouble. I started to scream my heart out.. "Meerk, meerk, meerk" but mommy did not heed my cries... Alas, all hope I had was gone. Mommy sprayed the water making me all wet, lather me with that soap she loves so much, then came more water. Conditioner was next... then that awful water again... "meerk, meerrk, meerrk".. it fell on deaf ears... finally, the water flow stopped, mommy grabbed the towel and I was all dried up again. Once Mommy opened the door and I ran out of that torture room like there was no tomorrow.

I saw mommy did the same thing to both Nina and Anja. Good luck sisters. I'm sorry I can't help you. I'm busy licking myself dry.. or is that making me more wet? I don't know, I'm so confused and sooo tired..

Hmmm I think Mommy took pictures of us too while we were wet too, something about her blog page... ahhh soo tired.. I don't care...

Signing off...
Aggie