CHAPTER 1
“No! No! No!”
I bark as loud as I can. But my two-leg, Josh, is still pouring water all over me. And he won’t stop. That’s because Josh doesn’t speak dog. And I don’t speak two-leg.
So I’m stuck standing in this big dog bed. It’s not a soft, fuzzy, comfy dog bed like the one I sleep in. This dog bed is hard and cold. And now it’s wet.
I don’t like hard, cold, and wet.
“No! No! No!” I bark again.
But Josh keeps pouring. Splash, splash, splash.
Shakity, shake, shake! Water flies everywhere!
Josh jumps out of the way. I guess he doesn’t like being wet, either.
Boing! Boing! My paws are bouncing up and down. They want to jump out of this hard, cold dog bed. Here I go . . .
Oomf! “No! No! No!”
Josh is holding me down. And he’s pouring more water on me.
Splash! Splash!
I’m all wet.
Now Josh is pouring something into his paws.
I stick my nose into his paws and take a sniff.
Sniffety, sniff, sniff.
The stuff in Josh’s paws smells sweet. Like a treat.
Lickety, lick, yuck!
That doesn’t taste like a sweet treat. It tastes awful.
Josh starts rubbing the sweet-smelling, yucky-tasting stuff all over my fur. No! I don’t want to smell like a sweet treat. I want to smell like a dog.
“Stop, Josh! Stop!” I bark.
I have to get out of here.
Wiggle, waggle, whee! My paws leap out of the cold, hard dog bed.
Josh tries to force me back in. But I push past him. I run through the house. Josh follows close behind.
CHAPTER 1
“No! No! No!”
I bark as loud as I can. But my two-leg, Josh, is still pouring water all over me. And he won’t stop. That’s because Josh doesn’t speak dog. And I don’t speak two-leg.
So I’m stuck standing in this big dog bed. It’s not a soft, fuzzy, comfy dog bed like the one I sleep in. This dog bed is hard and cold. And now it’s wet.
I don’t like hard, cold, and wet.
“No! No! No!” I bark again.
But Josh keeps pouring. Splash, splash, splash.
Shakity, shake, shake! Water flies everywhere!
Josh jumps out of the way. I guess he doesn’t like being wet, either.
Boing! Boing! My paws are bouncing up and down. They want to jump out of this hard, cold dog bed. Here I go . . .
Oomf! “No! No! No!”
Josh is holding me down. And he’s pouring more water on me.
Splash! Splash!
I’m all wet.
Now Josh is pouring something into his paws.
I stick my nose into his paws and take a sniff.
Sniffety, sniff, sniff.
The stuff in Josh’s paws smells sweet. Like a treat.
Lickety, lick, yuck!
That doesn’t taste like a sweet treat. It tastes awful.
Josh starts rubbing the sweet-smelling, yucky-tasting stuff all over my fur. No! I don’t want to smell like a sweet treat. I want to smell like a dog.
“Stop, Josh! Stop!” I bark.
I have to get out of here.
Wiggle, waggle, whee! My paws leap out of the cold, hard dog bed.
Josh tries to force me back in. But I push past him. I run through the house. Josh follows close behind.
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