a recipe for at least a week now. I found it on Pinterest and I finally made it today. I just pulled it out of the oven but I'm having my doubts. I don't know. I'll post the results tomorrow.
We grabbed a tub from the garage and gave Maggie a bath over the weekend. Since we've had Maggie, she hasn't been keen on water. If I hose off the back porch, she hides in a dry spot. She'll follow me until I start unwinding the water hose. So this weekend was her first tub bath, with us anyway.
Bath? I'm not familiar with that word.
Oh, bath must mean you want me to sit in front of that black thing in front of your face.
I don't know what's going on but it needs to stop. Look into my puppy dog eyes... you are supposed to make it stop now.
What did I do to deserve this? This is making me so sad... except for those little bubbles on my tongue. I kind of like that.
I'm scarred. I can never go back. There's no forgetting this humiliation.
Oh, but wait. That spot kind of works for me. If you would please continue scratching right there, please?
Now we're talking. This is pretty awesome.
And just as she was starting to enjoy it, she was done. All clean and ready to roll around and dig holes.
In other news, Lucille's had an upset stomach for a couple of days. I've quit giving her the dry food and only wet. She's also been hanging out in the garage more. She's not constantly getting sick everywhere but if it keeps up, I'll need to get her to the vet. Hoping it doesn't come to that.
Now I'm off to finish this cake and clean its mess.