life and puppies

Holy moly. Molly asked to take a bath today. Around noon. I’m still fairly certain that we’re still related, but it was odd nonetheless (I actually like baths given the right environment, but we don’t have it). AO and I were flabbergasted. Out of what I can only assume was total confusion – and maybe some bizarre knee-jerk reverse psychology – AO said, “No”; I quickly interceded and allowed the aberration. I think we’re all better for it. I’ll let you know if it happens again. Stay tuned.