The Joys of Bathing a Dog

The Joys of Bathing a Dog Procrastination has run its course; Annie needs a bath! Her lovely long fur is gray not snow; Annie needs a bath! First I check the water temp, Just like you do for a baby; She knows what’s going on, she does, Begins to be a bit crazy. I find the old towel and start the chase, Around and round we go. Finally, I win and splash her in, (That aggravating so and so.) Resigned to her fate, she stands up straight, Lets me scrub a dub dub for a while; Then sick of it, she wiggles and sits, Dead weight to be picked up, no smile. Taking the towel, I start the chase, She shakes like a belly dancer; Water and soap land without hope Covering her world, little Prancer. That’s all right, she’ll sleep tonight, And smell like Canine #5. She’ll be loved from up above, And I’ll be glad she’s alive.