Oh, that perfect puppy smell! It's something I just can't enough of...almost.
With the cottage trip and a few romps in the park under his collar, Mr. P was starting to get a little, ripe, shall we say...
Time for a scrub-a-dub for the little dude. Love the Mane 'n Tail - I feel like this bottle has been around forever!
Good thing he's still small enough to fit in the kitchen sink. We are definitely not amused, says Po! (Although he seemed to enjoy the warm belly scrub part at least.)
While we were at it, we did a good ear clean too (wow, do those bat ears ever get gunky...guess that's what you get for having those good-looking sails attached to the noggin!)
...the fluffy towel awaits.
And then a nice warm lap to snuggle in. Not a bad afternoon, that!
Fuzzy and clean. The best of the puppy smells....