I am in a bit of a pickle this morning. Last night I decided to bathe Sis in my shower, in the interest of time and simplicity. That wasn't the problem. Her dog shampoo was. While at Petco the other day getting food, I remembered we were low on dog shampoo but couldn't remember which one we'd gotten last time so I called Sis's main squeeze, figuring he might remember. He didn't, but told me "just don't get something stinky". Since I remembered the brand and the fact it contained oatmeal for itchiness (that didn't work), this time I went for the 2 in 1 papaya one, containing conditioner. I sniffed it and it wasn't too bad.
So, last night I got in, got my sprayer and soaked Sis, while she shot looks of complete scorn my way. I added the shampoo, lathered her all up, rinsed her, and handed her off to her BF, and that's the last I have seen of her, period. She's holed up in the den in her chair and if that girl could talk, the swear words would be flying. I think she thinks she smells like an umbrella drink, and it's all my fault. Well, hell....if she hates me now, just wait until tomorrow.
Attitude update a la Sis: We're friends again and all it took was a few bites of toasted Eatzi's cheese bread. She's no match for me. :)))