Conned!

Awwoooo!

Dexter again ...

Today I was conned by You-knows-who ... :P

Grampy's sure has many tricks up her sleeve.  She lured all three of us (Daddy Tuffy and Brother Tubby) where the garden hose was and caught hold of me! (I didn't know she had showered Daddy and Tubby earlier)  I could have put up a fight but out of respect for good ol' Grampy who can sometimes be sneaky (like in this VERY instance) I gave in.  It has been a hot couple days after all and me being dark fur-ed and all ... I suppose a shower would do me some good ...

So! Grampy's happily hosing me down with (nice cool) water and giving me a good scrub.  Just when soap was lathering , all nice and bubbly - I gave Grampy a slip and ran off to join my momma and sissy at barking at some thing in the far corner of Dog Woods.

Woo hoo!! Ruff! Wuff! Wuff! Wuff!

All I heard as I excitedly bolted was a distant yelp - by You-knows-who.  Heard my name too.  But judging from the tone and the way it's called i.e. 'Dddeeeeexxxxxx-Ttttteeeeerrrrr!!!', my canine instincts tell me that it's best to lay low for a bit and stay as Faaarrrrr away from Grampy Chief's longest garden hose (she got 'em in the gigantuan reels! I kid you not!)

As for my horrid smelling lathering bubbles,  I gave myself a good roll in the sand hill (which i shall tell you about one day) to squish 'em.  Haha!!  Nothing like a good roll in the sand to give you that good ol' sandy feeling of muck and grime.  Wheeeeee!!