This afternoon I wanted to take a bath, so I started running it and pottered about gettiing all the things a girl like me needs to have a decent bath. (Book, a drink, etc.) When I was ready, I called Ben so that I could crate him...didn't come. I start looking around and notice the bathroom door slightly ajar...uh oh. Open the door and there is Ben, HAPPILY ENJOYING MY BATH, after managing to get in quietly enough that I didn't hear him. And I swear he was smiling. [

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LUCKILY I don't like my baths very hot, so he didn't get hurt. And I need to look at the bathroom door and figure out why he was able to get it open.
MY bath, filled with doggy hair and mud (he'd just been out and it was raining today). HMPH! When I tried to run my bath again, there wasn't enough hot water.
I had a nice shower. [

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Kate