Summertime is here again, and I have to admit that it is my least favorite time of the year. Not only do I not handle heat well, but my dogs are shedding like nobody’s business, and they stink to high heaven. Of course, I want the dogs to run and play and have fun, but sometimes the necessary baths afterwards are too much to deal with.
Now, Evelyn, for the most part, besides shaking water all over me every two minutes and just refusing to stand where I need her to stand, is the easy one to bathe. Cooper, on the other hand, is a stubborn, heathen beast from the second we step into the washroom at Hollywood Feed. Usually I wash Evelyn first, since she is much easier. Cooper takes this time to taunt other dogs getting baths and once even pulled clean towels off a shelf onto the wet floor to show his displeasure at even being in that torture chamber of clean.
Once I am done with Evelyn, Cooper turns into a screaming toddler. Making incredibly loud, garbled noises, he flattens himself on the floor into an unmovable pile of dead dog weight. At 75 pounds, this is his most successful move. Around this time, a small crowd starts to gather to watch what looks like a Three Stooges episode. I try everything from pulling his leash over my back to get him back on his feet to pushing him from behind towards the tub. In the end, Cooper is triumphant, and I give up exhausted and smelling worse than Cooper.
Speaking of disaster training, I did get to attend Citizens Emergency Response Training (CERT) with the fabulous Liz Royer last week, and it feels good to finally join the others in my community that took the class to make a difference in the case of a disaster. I would encourage everyone to take the training the next time the opportunity arises.
— June Hurt