Washing the dog
Sunday, April 2nd, 2006God, trying to bathe Mira inside sucks ass. I took her out to play this afternoon with Siggy, but Sig was tired. Mira decided, to hell with Sig, and ran off. A family on Parkway (just off N. Park) managed to corral her and called me about a half an hour later. Somewhere between Shattuck and Parkway, she found some water to get nice and filthy in. So hopefully next time she tries to run, she’ll remember the bath afterwards. Though I did go to see Rent in between picking her up from her wranglers and bringing her home for a bath. The bright side, now she’s nice and clean for the night, and smells like vanilla. She’s got daycare tomorrow, though, so no one else will probably get to enjoy the nice vanilla scent.
