Little furr face still carried the lovely smell of her welling box…along with a bunch of other not so great smells she has somehow picked up along the way. So, to solve this, we thought we’d give furr face a bath…
She basically hated it. Traumatized her. Not sure she’s trusted us since…but…at least you smell better eh gracie? Not sure she cares. Her breeder referred to her as a “tom boy pup” meaning she’s not one to take time out of her day to really “clean” herself up. This has proven true day after day.
I even used organic shampoo…and that still mattered nothing to the girl…hrmph
Look how tiny she is under all that fluff!
She rocked the crimpy, kinked 80s hair all night.