See Spot Run.

If only I had my camera here with me instead of at home in Brunswick. I cannot believe that it got left there. Well, I guess I can. Things happen when you move everything out of your bedroom to paint. Things mysterisouly disappear, like your favorite pair of shoes that you traveled all around Krakow in this summer. The shoes that look good with everything, where did they go??? Anyways, back to the point.

I wish I had my camera here because today is bath day. That's right, bath day. Fletcher HATES bath day with a passion. He has, in fact, already succeded in jumping out of the tub three times... I am now officially soaking wet, and he is sitting on the floor, covered in soap giving me the evil eye. Why does bath day have to be difficult??? AND this makes me wonder.... I can't even give my puppy a bath without wanting to strangle him; what happens when I have children? I shudder at the thought.