Mad at Mom!

She gave me a bath this afternoon!! Just me, no less! She told me all of my white fur was brown (okay, maybe it was), and that since it was so hot she was going to kill two birds with one stone. I didn't see her killing any birds, and I didn't see her with any stones, so I have no idea what she was talking about. Humans are weird.

Anyway, she said it would cool me off and get me clean at the same time. I didn't care about cooling off, I didn't want a bath! Rain is one thing, and mud, but baths are another story altogether! I can't avoid the rain, especially if I need to go potty, but baths can certainly be avoided! I made her pay for it too--she was soaked when she got through with me. I made sure to rub my wet fur all over her and splash all the water on her, and then when I got away at last, I shook all over her. Then went into the bedroom and shook again, so the bed was wet too! Mom was FREAKING OUT about the bed, yelling and hollering at me to get off and waving her arms at me. She looked really funny.