Zephyr hasn’t had a bath in ages. Mostly he plays in the hose or swims at the river. But he’s been rolling on the lawn–worm mud. His favorite. It was bath time.
And you thought I was kidding about the watering can. 😉
Look at that pathetic face, so pained by the soap and bubbles, ironic because bath boy here loves to romp in the hose. Look at that dirt!
p.s Yes, I can see how grody the grout is. It’s on my list for the handyman, which will probably be me. Sigh.