Max, your tail and ears are still a little damp from an unscheduled bath this afternoon. That's because you came to me in the office and your head and legs were wet. I thought you'd taken a bath in the water bowl, or that the sprinklers had come on, however, when I walked into the kitchen, I found a rather large puddle of chicken broth dripping from the counter to the floor. I had left it near the edge of the counter to put on your food tonight. Well, that's one less think to mix in.
You should smell like tea tree oil shampoo, but really, you still kind of smell like chicken soup...
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