Doomsday

...or bath day, as Mum calls it. My siblings knew what it meant when they heard the sound of running water and wisely went to look for hiding spots. But failed to mention it to me. TRAITORS!

My pathetic look garnished no mercy from Mum. But she did take plenty of pictures to document it all.

NOT COOL, MUM. She says I smell pretty now. Pretty awful if you ask me. I'm going to go roll around outside as soon as she opens the door.

As for Lily and Oliver, they suffered the same fate.

Well, at least they look as miserable as me.

With (extra clean) love, wags and wiggles!

Pippa