Pokin threatens to give me baths all the time.  Usually I take them at face value = I see them as empty threats.

Then this one time, she sounded like she meant it.

Just in case, I thought I’d better hide.

She found me.

She meant it.  #%*(&@#!!

A shower it was.  Doh.

I thought maybe if I pretended to like it she would give up.

No such luck.

I’m going under!  Be calm, self.  Be calm.

Survived that.  Ok brace yourself.  Here comes the wipe down.

Ok lady, enough already.

Let me just do it myself.

OK!!! I am clean enough!!!

At least on the bright side, now that I’m clean and very wet I can do one of my favourite things.

Lie in ambush to give Nicholas very wet hugs in the face.

Oh yeah.