Well since it was warm Saturday, Mom decided to try and give me a bath.  I hate baths!!!  She got me into the bathroom and told me to get into the shower and I suprised her, I walked in on my own.  I must have been dirty for me to want a bath.  I kept falling down as the shower floor is slick and I have a hrd time standing, so mom told me just to lay down and she would scrub me the best she could.  She ended uo having to hold my hind end up so she could rinse me.  Finally she was finished and tried to towel dry me they best she could, she yelled at dad and told him to let me out, and then she showered herself while cleaning the lab hair out of the shower.  She came out and there was water everywhere and I was laying in the middle of the livingroom.  Mom asked dad why I was still in the house, he said "I thought you said don't let her out"  Mom was not happy everything was wet from me shaking and rolling.  So mom let me out into the warm sunshine and started mopping and trying to dry things out.  Cricket was running around me like crazy.  She had never seen me act goofy.  It felt so good to be clean, so I was rolling around in the grass.  finally I had dried off rnought to kay on my bed.  I took a long nap.  Bathtimes are hard on old girls.