Danny Gets a Bath


I’ve had some harrowing tales to tell you folks in days gone by. There was the time I fought it out with an alligator. The time I defeated thirty pirates trying to board our boat in the middle of the night, and the time I met up with that poisonous toad; just to mention a few of my adventures. But they were naught compared to what I am about to convey. If not for my fortitude, my endurance, my character and my all around strength, I don’t know if I could have endured.

Hello, I am Danny the Dog, hero to all canines of the world, and a few females of the human persuasion. I live with my human on our boat in Fort Lauderdale Florida. His name is Andrew, and as you will soon see, he is the villain of this piece.

It all started on a warm and sunny autumn day (today). I wanted to go and visit my friend Beth who lives a few boats over. She is always so nice to me. Always puts out a bowl of water for me. Always finds something in the fridge to for me. The last time it was turkey. The time before that it was shrimp salad. The shrimp were good, I just spit out the lettuce and the other healthy stuff. But I digress, on with the horror.

I was sitting on the dock, giving reign over my domain. I had given my one bark command to Andrew to come up out of the boat and take me to Beth’s. I would have gone myself, but Andrew keeps me tethered with a leash, a rope in actuality. He is so cruel!

Well, Andrew came up alright, but I didn’t like the fact that he had dish soap in his hand. I think the brand name was Joy, but there was no joy in my heart when I saw it, for it could only portend one thing, BATH TIME!

I know that some dogs like water and that’s up to them. However, I am more sophisticated. If the Great Being wanted us dogs to fool around with water he would have given us gills to breathe through. And seeing as how He didn’t, I’ll keep my paws dry if you don’t mind. I mean if you humans had not shown up in the evolutionary scheme of things, how many baths do you think us dogs would have given ourselves over the course of a lifetime? Give up? Then I’ll tell you . . . zero, nada, none. We surely would have rolled in the carcass of a dead animal, but no baths. Thankfully, Andrew is a minimalist. He thinks as I do about baths, both for him and me. But every once in a while he bathes and then that means I have to also.

In a situation like I found myself in, it is important to show no fear. Humans can sense fear, so I stared at Andrew with a look that said, “One more step with that soap buddy, and I might just chomp down on your leg!” It did no good, onward he came. Onward came the soap.

Andrew took my harness off and said the biggest cliché in the world, “This going to hurt me a lot more than you.” It took all my will power not to bite him right then and there. Not trusting me, he kept a hold of my fur with one hand as he turned on the hose with the other. Then he wet me! Drenched me in aqua! I swear, if I didn’t depend on him for food, I would have bit him. It’s a good thing for Andrew I did not remember about Beth. She will always feed me. And Andrew might be missing a hand right about now.

So the indignity was complete. Then soap was administered to my being. I’ll forgo telling of the other ignominies I suffered. Let the record show that I am now a clean dog, albeit against my will.

As soon as I finish typing this, I have to hurry over to Beth’s. I’ve been invited for dinner and maybe a sleep over. Andrew wasn’t invited. He didn’t take a bath today.


18 thoughts on “Danny Gets a Bath

  1. Our Pixie dog just got a bath, but be thankful Danny she also gets a haircut. Since we can’t afford to take her to the beauty parlor we have to cut her and well lets just say we can’t wait for it to grow back. She is a little scrappy!


    1. Nancy … this is Danny …. I have Andrew intimidated …. he wouldn’t dare cut one lock of my beautiful fur. … Tell Pixie to assert herself next time … and by the way … what is her phone number?


      1. Danny…. this is Pixie…. Meet me by the third boat from the left. I will be there at sunrise. Oh wait where is Florida? I live in the California Desert and I don’t know what a boat is…… Drats these humans have us don’t they? I will see you in my dreams handsome…. tehe


  2. Danny, you are so cute clean or dirty, but clean is better…I could rub my nose in your pretty, sweet-smelling fur now! And you should forgive Andrew. He tries to do what is best for you, but he is, after all, only a foolish human.


  3. yaaaayyy danny, you smell great !!!!!

    millions of goodnightkisses to lannie, :), danny the dog who smells of flowers :), max :), bob :), sadie :), canela :), blanco aguas y ch0ocola 🙂 and william :):):):):):) the man who doesn’t smell of flowers !!

    sleep well you two !!!! El 29/09/2013, a las 22:26, andrewjoyce escribi:

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