The parents are back, that mean bath time...

My foster parents were on vacation for a while and left me with a family friend. I got to go to the dog park, sleep on the bed, and run around a whole bunch. The best part... no baths!! I loved it! Unfortunately, when my foster parents got back, they decided I needed a bath. I don't really like baths and really enjoyed not worrying about one while they were away.

My foster mom took pictures of my bath this weekend. I tried to be a good boy even though I hate baths. Needless to say, I was very happy when it was over. My foster mom was happy because she says I smell like flowers. At least I wasn't alone. Cecelia got a bath too... hehe