Today is a special day. No, I’m not talking about the Superbowl, I’m talking about puppy bath day. If there is one thing the puppy likes less than UPS drivers or having her picture taken, it’s getting a bath.
Once you convince her into the tub she’s fairly well behaved about it. Right up until she’s not. The trick is to bathe her quickly, before her patience runs out. Once she decides she’s done, it gets messy. It’s possible to keep 70 pounds of solid muscle in the tub if you really want to, but nobody comes out dry or happy.
Since she was a captive subject anyway, I figured I would add a bit of salt to the wound and pulled out the camera. Here’s the shot of the day, the image I set out to make, of the Puppy stoically enduring her bathing.
While we did manage to finish her bath before she decided to escape, she did take an opportunity to show us exactly how she felt about the situation.
Whether she’s sticking her tongue out at me for taking her picture, or the wife for wetting her down we’ll never know…