Bitterman... Would you like to run my bath?

This week has been full of fun with Polka Dot.  His ears were re-taped and later taken down, now standing beautifully, so I'm hopeful he is nearing the end of the tapings.  Either way, we're in it for the long haul. 

We've had some really great walks, sans peepee on neighbors.  He thinks every dog we pass is his new best friend and we should immediately stop to rough-house... which would be fine except for many of them are the size of his big paw and not really intrigued by the idea of a wrestle with the giant.  It's hard being a baby Hagrid.

Cassius has decided he really enjoys the bath.  He's also decided that I am not fast enough for him when he decides to take said bath.  His newest move is using his big pink nose to push the faucet and turn on the water, then he jumps in.  If that weren't enough, he uses the handy pink nose again, this time, pushing all of the soaps and toys (formerly for the boys, currently for the  puppy) into the tub, then splashing around chasing them.  The cool thing is now he's big enough to get himself out... no more weight lifting for me!

Great Dane Days is coming, so Cashy will get to hang out with all the handsome giants, finally he can play rough and not get in trouble!  Bobbing for hot dogs -- don't you wish human parties were that much fun?!

Okay, I'm ready!

Needs. More. Toys!