Jake's Bath -- 3/15/2014

Whenever Jake wants something, he comes up to us and looks us right in the eye, never wavering.  Mental telepathy, you know.

Sometimes his powers (or ours) aren't the greatest and we have to do trial and error to figure out what he wants.

So today he is ready for his bath.  I take him to the patio at the back of our home, which we call 'Jake's Bathroom,' because we had a bathtub built for him -- steps for his easy access, and on a raised platform to make it comfortable for us when we give him his shower.

He literally runs up the steps and sits down in his tub, tolerates the wetting down, enjoys the soaping and rinsing.  However, enough is enough, and he thinks it is time!

"I could escape if I wanted to."

He cuts his eyes over toward the steps that provide a quick get-away, but when I whisper in his ear that I am ready to towel him, he gives me a smile.  He is ready to be brushed so he can roll in the grass -- and be brushed again!

Willie of Willie's Tug,
   and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
   Saturday, March 15, 2014