Earth Day evolved into earth week around here pretty quick. Mainly due to the fact that Mom and Dad spent the entire week working outside in the yard or at Grammy and Grampys in the garden. What does that mean to me besides being a migrant farm worker? Bathtime! We pugs got quite dirty out in the yard. Myself supervising, Brigitte and Sluggo working. I've always loved a bath. It means being pampered, all attention on me, I smell good, I get a nice blow dry. Brigitte and Sluggo, not so much. They like to climb up Mom, shake all around, get all freaked out. For what? I couldn't tell ya.
One thing we all agree on is how great our soap is.
Mom and Dad get all their soap at a place called
Sunflower Farm . That includes our soap they call
Woofie Poo. We love it cuz it smells good and leaves us soft and fluffy. We also love it cuz it repels fleas and ticks. All their other soaps and stuff leave the humans smelling pretty good too.
So how about you guys? You like baths? What do you use to keep the bugs away? Mom hates the poison flea and tick stuff. So do we.
Mom and Dad get all their soap at a place called Sunflower Farm . That includes our soap they call Woofie Poo. We love it cuz it smells good and leaves us soft and fluffy. We also love it cuz it repels fleas and ticks. All their other soaps and stuff leave the humans smelling pretty good too.
So how about you guys? You like baths? What do you use to keep the bugs away? Mom hates the poison flea and tick stuff. So do we.
