Oh, the horrors of bathtime!

Bubba hates getting wet. In any form. Rain, puddles, swimming (dear God no!), spray bottles, and yes, baths.

He puts up with it though, because he's a good boy. He'll even come over to the bathtub when called even though every cell of his body is against it.

And then I make him play dead.  So mean.

Here's what he looks like after bath...

Ah, it's the look of terror. 

And then there's the quaking...

I try to tell him that at least now he smells nice, but he doesn't seem to care.