Baths always result in post-bath zoomies. If it were nice enough out, we'd let him zoom around the backyard (he's not one who goes to roll in stuff right afterwards). But we still have a foot of snow on the ground in some places so, alas, it was carnage in the house.
Ohgod. How do I get this water off me?!
Is that a grin of joy that he's no longer filthy or relief that the bath is over?
Too Fast for Film
This is MY spot! MINE.
Now. Where's my Chicken Treat??!
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