He's standing there. Eyeing me up and down. He knows it's not playtime. He knows this is serious. He looks at me with those big brown eyes and looks into my soul. He can read me like a book. My weakness is him.
This time I'm going to stand my ground. This time I'm going to get my way. This time he's not going to win. I stare back at him. He doesn't move. He knows whats coming. I have to be strong and not give in. This time he's going to do it my way.
"Come Fido bath time."