Actually, the bullet was a B-A-T-H. While Baxter slept calmly in his bed (but with some internal anxiety, I'm sure) , little Kirby was hauled-off to the shower for a good sudsing. Kirby needed a bit of coaxing to get in there, but once he the sudsing started, he really didn't seem to mind all the attention from my husband. After all, 10 minutes of warm water, massage and attention from the Alpha can't be all that bad.
Now he's shiny and fluffy and a tad more cuddle-worthy. I'm sure somewhere, in the back of Baxter's mind, there's a sense that he's going to be next...
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