But bathed. Have you ever with your own pets had one of those BAAAD dog days and the animal has no idea what you are excited about.
I have in the past such as when my Rottie and husky in December got into the sorted packets of beads and hemp string that I had packed for Xmas gifts for the girl cousins or digging up all the plants where bone meal had been applied or chewing the rabbit trim on the hand sewn mitts for the granddaughter or chewing the arctic carving of a kayak made out of antlers. Many years ago when we had west highland terriers it was the hanging sheep Christmas ornaments made out of real wool that got attacked on the tree. Well today was one of those days with the new dog!
A 10:30 am walk with some tourists from the cruise ship ( will blog later ) and we disappeared over the hill and Dysis didn’t follow despite several calls. On other walks here she will go off on her own for 10 15 minutes but always return so wasn’t too worried. However and hour later after the tourist and the ship were long gone and much walking and calls no dog. Had several reports of the direction she was heading along the beach and two boys who for a “tip” or money would look for her, but no luck. Know that dog in Inuktitut is qimiq but “ white dog “ is a little harder. After 2 hours and on my way back up the hill, the RCMP truck with Adam pulled up with Dysis happily in the back. On the opposite end of town, she was a few houses away from his and jumped in when called. Obviously just following her nose.
Back at the house, we were both wet but she was smelly too….wet dog combined with rotting seal skin. A brush on the outside porch got rid of a lot of the under fur and then the battle in the bathtub. Fortunately there was a hand held shower and some yips and whines and then banished to the kennel. 
Towels, collar, and all my clothes ended up in the washing machine. Now I must admit compared to other dogs I have bathed or my sisters stories where she would actually get into the tub first with squeaky toys to induce the dog to come in, Dysis was not too bad. Most huskies don not like water and she will wade into just above her knees.
I am reading a book called the “Hidden life of humans “ by Erica Ritter and a number of differences are listed between dog and human humor:
Human:
* Fake dog vomit on the stairs
* A dog wearing antlers at Christmas time
* A comic strip in which dogs say funny things
* A dog catching a Frisbee
Dog:
* Real dog vomit on the stairs.
* A man wearing a Shriner’s fez anytime
* Peeing on a comic strip in which dogs say funny things,
* An old hippie missing a Frisbee
So I guess if doing what comes naturally like following my nose, sniffing, toting, chewing, burying and rolling in decayed animal remains is her nature, so be it!
Any dog stories to share?
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