I took the dogs to a self-service pet cleaning business today while The Wife was meeting for some Toastmasters meeting.
The last time the dogs had been bathed, they lived in Knoxville. For these two big wimpburgers, being wet is a form of torture. Sadly, dogs need to be bathed periodically.
Each of them lost huge amounts of dirt and appreciable amounts of hair, so hopefully they won’t shed for a few days. They were very unhappy but they’re clean, smell better, and are fuzzy right now. I feel bad for putting the dogs through something they disliked, but it has to be done.
The self-service station was probably a fair price for the setup — $27 for the two dogs, and I got a full bottle of shampoo solution, use of a people-height bathtub with nice warm water, undercoat and topcoat grooming brushes, doggie cologne, and best of all I didn’t have to pull all the wet dog hair out from my own drain — but I’m thinking I’ll just have them groomed professionally. Besides, I’m not about to go squeezing out their anal glands, which they’ll be due for in a few months.