All three of mine have a serious dislike of baths.
I can't figure it out. Warm water, sweet smelling soap, gentle massage, Momma giving them one-on-one 'special' time, door shut to keep out all of the days craziness, big fluffy towel to wrap up in afterwards. What's not to like, right?
Boo and Yogi don't like to be wet at all. Yogi will go so far as to not go out onto the grass to potty if it's wet. He'll just do his business on the back porch and come straight back in.
But Gracie Ruth LOVES water. She loves to run in the rain, run through the lawn sprinkler, jump into puddles. It simply can't be wet or cold enough for her to say, "Ok, that's it, I'm going in now." Just not bath water.
Stalking big game..."A Green Stripped Hose Yellow Lawn Sprinkler"
Trying to intimadate the Sprinkler. It soon looses is nerve and 'flees' in the other direction.
Waiting for just the right moment to spring in for the kill!
"That was fun Momma! Let's do it again tomorrow, ok?"
