Earle was STINKY with a capital S! So after burgers and beer last night Mike drove us over to Chow Hound... my ever faithful parents and sister wanted to view the extravaganza that we so plainly call a bath... therefore, they followed us over to see what doggy bath time is all about. And since this time I had a helper (Mike) and an audience (Mom, Dad & Bernie)... we have a photo diary of the events that led to a squeaky clean dog!
Oops, my apron came untied... but no worries, Mike fixed it for me!
Is this supposed to be a close up of me (or parts of me) or the dog? :) Either way, if you look to the bottom right of the picture you can see the ramp that Earle has to go up to get into his tub!
Almost done...
After he was washed, I dried him with a towel, then the big hair dryer that they have hooked to the wall... and finally he got spritzed with doggy cologne and a biscuit for being such a good boy. And now we no longer have a stinky dog - but a squeaky clean dog.The end.
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