Drowned rats

or otherwise known as Duke and Molly. It was very obvious this morning that Duke was going to need a bath and the sooner the better. So after lunch I decided to enlist the help of Mitchell to wash Duke, since I didn't want to spend Mitchell's nap time washing the dog. Mitchell's job was to pour the water over Duke because he's too small to reach in the bathtub. Then Molly made the mistake of scratching at the door and actually entering the room when Duke's bath was almost over. So into the water went Molly. She's harder to bathe because she runs around the bathtub, while Duke just sits there looking at you with a wounded look.

Duke with his "wounded dog" look



Mitchell washing Duke off


Molly looking as pitiful as can be.


Mitchell is supposed to be washing off Molly, but poor Duke is getting the brunt of it.



A quick video I took of Mitchell trying to dry off Molly. I think he was a little afraid of the dogs because they were shaking themselves so hard. He had never seen them act this way. Let me translate what Molly is saying, "How dare you take pictures of me while I look this way! And now you are taking a video! This better not show up on your blog! I look undignified!!" Mitchell has no pants because he got his all messy at the park this morning and I just haven't put any more on him.