I arrived back in the house from putting up leftover Christmas decorations. It’s almost the end of January, and I still have wreaths up. Gee z. I discovered my Shih Tzu Bailey looking dirty from playing in the dirt. I was so tired from putting up Christmas decorations that my feet were swollen, and I found that my shoes had a surprise on them. I was not in the mood to bath Bailey and deal with my dirty walking shoes. Bailey snarled and gripped his paws as I tried to grab him to put him in the tub. I was mad and worn out while trying to take care of the house and Bailey at the same time. This was not going to be good. A black and white war was going to begin.
I touched his sides once more and grabbed his furry body. Bailey did not move or smile. I walked down to mama’s bathroom. I got out his shampoo and conditioner to clean him. Bailey growled as I set him down in the tub. I picked up Bailey and got him in the tub.
Then, the warm water ran into the tub. I turned on the overhead shower to bath him. I put water on Bailey, and he splashed water all over me. He yelled and jumped and ran to the corner of the tub. I dragged him back. It became a tug-of-war trying to bath the dirt and fleas off. Shampoo splattered all over the curtains and my clothes. Water began, and so did a tug-of-war.
A tug-of-war was on. I tugged and pulled get the shampoo and conditioner off. The metal rack full of our shampoo, razors, and soap fell into the tub. I started to yell, “Bailey, hold still please, you will be in here forever!” I exclaimed. We were pulling and tugging with one another to get him clean. This was not over.
Finally, Bailey got cleaned up from the shampoo and conditioner. Luckily the hairdryer was out already to dry him off. I got out one of his towels to pat him dry before setting him back down on the floor. All of a sudden, a loud thump was made from the bath. Bailey splashed water on the cabinets, counters, and toilet. My face turned red as I witnessed this horrific scene. His eye caught my sight as he curled into a tight ball shaking. Bailey had escaped, but my anger was rising.
Next, the laundry room was the next destination. It was Bailey’s safe haven from everyone, and he made it to the air vent to get dry. I threw my hands up in the air because I gave up the fight. The laundry room was the only thing on his mind.
A black and white water extravaganza was made by the one and only Mr. Bailey!