It was bath day.  And the first time I gave her a bath she tried to dart away but only a little-- otherwise she was wonderful.  This was probably her fourth or fifth bath since I got her and this time was a very different story.

We bathe our dogs outside during the warm months. I'm really not looking forward to having to bathe them inside, but anyway... so I gently sprayed Sophie and she began darting everywhich way, crazy like.  Then when I tried again she jumped into my arms and made these crying noises.  Not like whimpering but like she was blubbering, little grunty gurgly noises.  It broke my heart.  So I held her and debated stopping, it was so pathetic...

But she was covered with fleas and I was giving her a flea bath before I applied the Frontline this evening.  Plus, she's normally white-- when she's clean she's sparkling nearly metallic white like snow-- and she was starting to be offwhite, and therefore the dirtiest she's been since I got her.  So I had to bathe her, poor lamb.

On flip side, today was bath day, heart worm day, flea med day... she's a much healthier doggie now!