Why I Love Fall

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I absolutely and positively love fall. Cooler temperatures mean longer and more frequent walks. Crisp days are perfect for lounging on the lawn. Tiny sticks start to fall from the trees like manna from heaven. But do you know my favorite thing about fall?

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The arrival of autumn marks the end of the dreaded driveway bath. A couple of weeks ago, I endured what I hope will be my final humiliation . . . at least for several months to come.

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Yes, friends, I put on a brave face. I held my head high, drenched and dripping, as people and dogs walked by . . . and gawked.

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I’ll admit that I even fantasized, briefly, about subjecting my humans to such treatment. How would they like it if I paraded them on the driveway . . . wet and naked . . . for all the world to see?

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I suspect that my human mommy read my mind, and then she did this to me.

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But as I began to air dry, I realized that things were looking up for me. Fall was knocking on the door, ready to rescue me from the dreaded driveway bath and its accompanying humiliation.

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I hear that my next bath will be courtesy of the PetSmart groomers. We call that “going to the spa.” I think a spa bath is far more my speed, don’t you? Thank you, fall. I love you!


Beauty Break Problems

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The days are longer. Temperatures are rising. Vacations are starting. And I think we all know just exactly what that means.

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The dreaded driveway bath season has begun. I was forced to endure my first humiliating driveway bath of the year this past weekend. Honestly, is there anything more embarrassing? I tried my very best to look as dignified as I possibly could . . . under the circumstances . . . but I could feel the stares and hear the laughter of the neighbors as they walked and bicycled by.

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I even tried to close my eyes and make myself invisible, but I don’t think it worked.

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Now, my human mommy tries to convince me that the driveway bath is even harder on her than it is on me. She says that bending over and sudsing me up really hurts her back. She says that I have a tendency to inch away from her, so she keeps having to pull me back. She says that I have a very bad habit of shaking and spraying water all over her. And then she complains about having to wash all of my beds and towels after the humiliating driveway bath has ended.

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Really, Mommy? Really? Try standing in the middle of the driveway naked looking like a wet rat with suds all over you while neighbors stop and gawk . . . and then we’ll talk. Until then, I know exactly how we can solve all of our beauty break problems. As of this very moment, I, Miss Harper Lee, am calling on all of my friends from all around the world to join me in a driveway bath boycott. Are you with me?


Black and White Sunday: Bath Day

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Thank you to Black and White Sunday Blog Hop hosts Dachshund Nola and Sugar the Golden Retriever.

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Special Delivery for Miss Harper Lee

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I know you’ve heard a lot about the often contentious relationship between some dogs and mail carriers. Well, I am not one of those dogs. I love my mailman, and that’s because Mr. Leroy is the very best mail carrier in the entire United States of America. Mr. Leroy has delivered the mail in my neighborhood for a very long time. I’ve seen him going from door to door in scorching heat, pounding rain, and even the rare South Louisiana sleet and snow. Mr. Leroy knows the humans and dogs who live in my neighborhood better than many of its own residents do. He knows when someone is ill, when families are out of town, when new people join our community, and when older residents pass away. He can even look at an envelope addressed simply to “Grandma” and figure out which grandma on the street should receive it.

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And lately Mr. Leroy has had quite a few special deliveries just for me. Twitter, texting, and email are all wonderful, but there’s just nothing quite like having a letter or parcel delivered to your home. Over the next few weeks, I’ll be telling you about some of the wonderful mail I’ve received.

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I was very eager to tear into this particular package from the Sand Spring Chesapeakes. What do you think it could be? The anticipation was almost more than I could handle.

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Uh oh. Does this mean I’m getting a bath? Actually, I was pretty excited about using this special shampoo from Rainforest Coastal Labs because it came with a glowing review from my retriever friends. Gambler, Glory, Nellie, and Norman’s mom wrote a fantastic blog post about Rainforest Coastal Labs shampoo. You can click here for all the information and before, during, and after bath photos of the Sand Spring Chesapeakes.

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I must tell you that every word of that review is true, but Miss JoAnn left out one very important thing: The Rainforest Coastal Labs shampoo is also pretty tasty, although Mommy didn’t let me eat as many suds as I wanted to eat. My mommy really likes the shampoo because she said it was very easy to rinse, and that’s not always such a simple thing to do with a Golden Retriever.

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And here’s the end product. My humans say that my coat is softer than it’s ever been and that I smell simply divine. I wonder if my humans ought to consider borrowing my new shampoo?


Black and White Sunday: Bath Day Blues

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B-A-T-H Time

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Yesterday, after a lovely early morning walk, it happened: B-A-T-H time.

A small sidenote on behalf of all dogs everywhere: Although I know humans would rather not believe this, dogs do know how to spell. We can spell B-A-T-H and V-E-T. We can spell T-R-E-A-T and W-A-L-K. We can even spell C-A-T. Trust me, you are not fooling any of us.

Anyway, back to my story. Even if I couldn’t spell, I would have known what was going on. The minute the dog towels, shampoo, and bath leash come out, it is painfully obvious. Actually, I am not averse to bath time. During the winter, when it’s too cold to be bathed outside, I go to my favorite groomers at my local PetSmart. They love me there, and I love them. I always get a glowing “pawgress” report when my mommy picks me up. It usually says things like “very sweet,” “super obedient,” and “a joy to groom.” My daddy is obsessed with seeing my “pawgress” report. But in the warmer months, my mommy gives me some of my baths in the driveway. (I still make special trips to see the PetSmart groomers. We call that “Spa Day.”) Today was my first driveway bath of the year, and it went pretty much the way most baths go.

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Here I am post-suds and rinse and pre-towel dry and brushing. I am trying as hard as possible to look as dignified as possible . . .

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. . . but I realize that I am a wet dog, and there is very little dignity in that. At this point, I was just hoping that these spikes on my head were not gong to be permanent.

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I am happy to report that after much drying and much, much, much brushing, my punk hairdo was all gone and I was back to my very soft and fluffy self . . . only way, way cleaner than before. Mommy says my “doggy” smell is all gone; too bad I couldn’t say the same for Mommy after she finished bathing and brushing me! Wishing you lots and lots of good, clean fun this weekend!