I liked my bath. Mom kept waiting for me to yell at her, but after almost a month of having to deal with sponge baths and partial wetness, it was a real treat to get all covered in the water.
Besides, I trust her and Daddy. They don't want to hurt me. They help me with lots of things I can't do myself, and sometimes when I have a tummy-ache, Mom and I cry together. I know she understands what I'm going through. I mean, it's like she's been there before!
Anyway, here are some pictures, just to prove that I am clean!
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