Dog Bath
The dog is licking everywhere she can reach, tricky places.
Places I stay away from.
The dog is rolling, to squash something?
Obliterate fleas? Get rid of pests and parasites?
I watch in fascination, horrified, in a state of owner limbo.
She has had her flea baths, and I gave her the tick stuff this month, right?
I am wondering whether or not I should bathe her or take her to the groomers?
Her tongue begins a slow descent to her Neverland region.
Groomers it is then.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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