It was already 7pm on a Saturday. Troti's first day at home. He had just been brought from the countryside where he ran free. He was dirty and full of dust. We had to do something - so we decided to give him his first real bath.
Easier said than done. We seached for the shampoo in our vacation bag - remember it was our first day home returning from vacation. We had no dog shampoo, so our shampoo was just as good. For all you dog owners out there - don't do the same. We were desperate and had nothing else, but human shampoo is not advisable for dogs. Their skin has different properties than humans', so it's better to use dog shampoo only and as less often as you can. Once in 2-3 months is fine to give the dog a bath unless he runs out in the rain and gets very very dirty.
So Troti was placed in the tub. He was looking at us curiously at first trying to figure out what was coming next. We turned the water on and suddenly Troti became nervous, put his front paws on the tub edge and tried to get out. We forced him in telling him in a ferm voice to stay inside. He did, the poor thing, we started washing him and he started crying. He didn't like the bath. He still doesn't now, but now it's better because we do it a lot less often then back then. We washed him twice and he bore it looking at us with his cute round eyes hoping it will be done soon.
We spoke with him all the time to calm him and then it was finally over. I ran to get a towel to get him dry and ever since that towel became part of his personal items. Now he has many more than a cardboard box, a collar and a small towel given by my mother.
We were very brave. Two adults managed to handle a 3-kilo dog successfully :). We were so proud of ourselves :). We got him out of the tub all wrapped up in the towel, very happy and relieved (I mean us not him - he was still scared).
We got him dry somehow then allowed him to move around the house.
He started running like crazy all over the place because he wanted to get rid of the water. We managed to catch him and got him in the towel again. We calmed him down, put him again on the carpet and guess what - one more stain!!! The horror! This is getting too far I thought, all angry because I was very proud of my nice blue carpet. We have to do something about it - but what?
We had no idea, but as it was getting close to 10pm we had to figure out a place for him to sleep.
We put the cardboard box and a blanket in the balcony, shut the door and relaxed. We'll be ok, we thought. He'll sleep in the balcony for now and we'll see tomorrow. There were lots of newspapers on the nice carpet in the balcony, so he'll be ok for now.
We can go to sleep for now, we thought and we relaxed again preparing to go to bed, leaving the dog in the balcony. He has a glass door so he'll see inside and be fine, we thought again :)
Well, not so fast, guys...here comes a looooooong night.
Stay tuned...I'll be back,
Geo
Easier said than done. We seached for the shampoo in our vacation bag - remember it was our first day home returning from vacation. We had no dog shampoo, so our shampoo was just as good. For all you dog owners out there - don't do the same. We were desperate and had nothing else, but human shampoo is not advisable for dogs. Their skin has different properties than humans', so it's better to use dog shampoo only and as less often as you can. Once in 2-3 months is fine to give the dog a bath unless he runs out in the rain and gets very very dirty.
So Troti was placed in the tub. He was looking at us curiously at first trying to figure out what was coming next. We turned the water on and suddenly Troti became nervous, put his front paws on the tub edge and tried to get out. We forced him in telling him in a ferm voice to stay inside. He did, the poor thing, we started washing him and he started crying. He didn't like the bath. He still doesn't now, but now it's better because we do it a lot less often then back then. We washed him twice and he bore it looking at us with his cute round eyes hoping it will be done soon.
We spoke with him all the time to calm him and then it was finally over. I ran to get a towel to get him dry and ever since that towel became part of his personal items. Now he has many more than a cardboard box, a collar and a small towel given by my mother.
We were very brave. Two adults managed to handle a 3-kilo dog successfully :). We were so proud of ourselves :). We got him out of the tub all wrapped up in the towel, very happy and relieved (I mean us not him - he was still scared).
We got him dry somehow then allowed him to move around the house.
He started running like crazy all over the place because he wanted to get rid of the water. We managed to catch him and got him in the towel again. We calmed him down, put him again on the carpet and guess what - one more stain!!! The horror! This is getting too far I thought, all angry because I was very proud of my nice blue carpet. We have to do something about it - but what?
We had no idea, but as it was getting close to 10pm we had to figure out a place for him to sleep.
We put the cardboard box and a blanket in the balcony, shut the door and relaxed. We'll be ok, we thought. He'll sleep in the balcony for now and we'll see tomorrow. There were lots of newspapers on the nice carpet in the balcony, so he'll be ok for now.
We can go to sleep for now, we thought and we relaxed again preparing to go to bed, leaving the dog in the balcony. He has a glass door so he'll see inside and be fine, we thought again :)
Well, not so fast, guys...here comes a looooooong night.
Stay tuned...I'll be back,
Geo
