Every week, Jack and Donna insist on giving me a bath. They say I STINK! What nonsense! I simply smell like a DOG! and a darn sexy one, at that! What do they expect me to smell like when I run and play outside, tumbling in the grass and snapping up bugs? Oh, well, it's not really so bad. They put me in a big sink in the laundry room and use a little spray thing to wet me down. Then they lather me up with a delightful doggy shampoo that makes my already-beautiful coat shine even more. Then they rinse me off and wrap me in a towel and make all kinds of cooing, goo-goo sounds and tell me how handsome I am. Hmmm, I think I actually like it! Well, I've got to be on my way now--it's time for this weeks bath!
