The most basic application of Murphy's Law...

Giving Totsi the Dog a bath is always great fun. She's not no much resistant as she is mournful and determined to invoke feelings of deep maternal guilt, stepping into the bathtub all on her own, and then beginning to shake while holding her tail between her legs, dipping her head, and staring into some far off place. She cooperates, but grunts in a way that lets you know her patience is being tested, and during the rinsing she will decide it is time to escape. She'll put a foot on the edge of the tub, then another, and then slide herself over the edge slowly - but with such force that sometimes I cannot stop her.

Yesterday morning, however, I managed to stop her. She didn't want a bath, but put up with it as she always does, and even tolerated having her head lathered up and rinsed. The shaking started early, though, while she was partially soapy and particularly soaked - meaning I wound up in the same condition. Once she shook, she'd go right back to mournful, and once I had the shampoo out of my eyes, I went right back to work at rendering her funkless. This went on for a good while.

Once she was done, she ran all around the house and got wet dog smell all over everything while I followed with a bottle of Febreze. She settled down and asked to be let into the bedroom, and once let in trotted right over to her bed and began to roll around all over it. It's what she does. I put a blanket down on the floor so she could roll on it, too, and became engrossed in something online. I remember looking up and seeing her peeking over the side of the bed, and told her, "Stay floor. Floor. Bed soon." She went back to her bed, and I went back to whatever it was holding my attention.

When she got up on the bed I don't know. It's such a normal thing to have her sitting on the bed that her presence didn't really register. I noticed her, and then *noticed* her. Totsi was still wet, and she smelled like wet dog - - wet dog all over my bedding, which meant the bedding smelled like - - yep. So I had her get down and stripped the bed in preparation for a few loads of laundry.

And the dryer quit working. A nice man is coming to check it on Wednesday.

That is all.