So my new "snottie" (half Scottish terrier/half Schnauzer) has this horrible habit. He constantly needs a bath. How can 7 lbs of trouble find so many horrible things to roll in.......?
So his first bath with us went well. The Man ponied up and dug in. Which was so very brave cause Murphy is walking calamity. I love this about him. It makes him a perfect fit for our family.
He is learning how to fetch, although he likes to bark and growl over it. He refuses to turn it over wihout a fight, and if he wins, he prances off with it. His crate is filled with toys.
He also likes to terriorize Duchess. While she adores him and seeks him out constantly, the instance he turns his attention to her, she runs for the nearest high ground. He totally has his bluff in on her.
Princess on the other hand, is the seasoned old pro. She takes her turn on "potty" breaks and is the first to pick him out a new toy.
The Man takes him everywhere on his off days. He refuses to leave him home alone. Even though he "looks like a wimp for carrying around a dog the size of a football".
But the best thing about Murphy? He loves the stupid yard sprinklers. And the dirt in the backyard. Mixed together. Seconds after this shot, he was off running through the side yard sprinklers and straight into the dirt. The little turd.
So back into the bath he had to go.........
Once again, The Man took the reins. Do you see him shaking his head......? Yeah he was not happy, but then again, neither was The Man.
Although he was pretty cute soaking wet, even though I wanted to bite him.
So all in all, the little guy is the perfect addition to our family. And as I type this, he has managed to wrestle the little toliet bowl cleaner brush into the livingroom............greeeeeaaaaat.......
