Speaking of fur, I couldn’t stand it anymore and just gave the big dog a thorough shampoo and rinse in the backyard. I did him in stages and he drenched me by shaking several times. I was hoping to get rid of a lot of hair. He was a good sport, except when I had to spray around his face. I don’t blame him.
You have my sympathies-Husky girl is not due another bath for a few weeks yet-she not only drenches me, but still after all these years carries on as if she is being dragged off by a mountain lion while she is being shampooed. This is the same dog that was happily romping along the riverbank in the rain with me yesterday...
No plastic kiddie pool?