"oh, nurse overboard, i'm ready for my sponge bath now"

Much to Sadie's relief, Kenny got a bath yesterday and not her. I think she was trying to tell him to run for it, but Kenny couldn't seem to explain to her that he can't crawl yet, no less walk or run away from bath time. To make sure that the dog didn't think she was completely off the hook, I looked over at her while we bathed Kenny and mumbled, "you're next," just before she slinked out of the room.

Kenny took the bath (like all things) in stride, and actually seemed to be enjoying himself. Well, he enjoyed himself until he started to get a little chilly, then he gave us a few, "Hey, you wanna turn the bubbles on, or should I just start farting?"

Post-bath, Overboard and I enjoyed the fresh, clean "new baby" smell. Somebody should bottle that stuff...