Trixie! It’s been too long!
I don’t care if dogs are supposed to like water. I don’t. Now this is over. Put the cup down, walk away and we’ll be fine.
OR: Just be cool man. I don’t think she sees me.
OR: Something feels different about my belly fur.
“You guys, I don’t think she’s happy.”
“Are you nuts? She’s ecstatic! Who wouldn’t be ecstatic to be covered in puppies?”
“I don’t know what you’re trying to do here, Mr. Doggy, but it’s really freaking me out so I wish you’d stop.”
“You’re my puppy! I’m just loving you!”
“I am not your pupp… eh, screw it. The free bath’s kinda nice.”
How ’bout we throw in the towel on this whole enemies thing, stay in bed and hold hands today?
Whatcha thinkin’ ’bout?
Car ride? Meh. Wake me up when we get home.
Trust me. It’s more comfortable than it looks!