The oldest member of my former pack (RIP 2014) just *L*O*V*E*D* both baths and walks after baths. He loved getting wet, period. He was a shepard-mix, and his smile was as big as Jager's is in this pic, when we went for his after-bath walkies. Towards the end of his life, we had a big sustained rain-shower, so I jumped up and kicked him out into the back yard ASAP. Even in his advanced age, he could hardly wait for me to get the sliding-glass door open. When the shower passed, I went out to get him and there he was, soaked to the skin and grinning from ear to ear: "Lookit me, Daddy! I got WET!"
The oldest member of my former pack (RIP 2014) just *L*O*V*E*D* both baths and walks after baths. H
