Dylan has just been bathed ready for a trim and his trip to France. You would think he was being water boarded. He hates water, won't tread in a puddle, wouldn't dream of going in the sea or the river.
He stands very still in the bath, which is good, but he cries all the time, and when the water gets to his privates he practically howls. The water is not too hot, we're very gentle,it,s just him. What a big girl's blouse
I don't know who is more traumatised, him or me, my knees are all wobbly
Lesley and a wet Dylan