Peekaboo got a good shower not long ago but Pester didn't and needs one. I was out back splitting wood, and worked up a sweat (imagine that???). So after chucking the textiles to the Maytag I walked quite au-natural to the master bedroom and shower. That was a most welcome event, hot water, great soap, and two brats in an extremely curious state of mind racing back and forth in and out of the shower area. I wanted Pester but didn't think I would ever catch her, she kind of knew what was going to happen. So I shut the water off and those two )_$*&) brats came right into the shower stall with me! Well! Now ***I got ya*** !!!!! Pester was caught red ... ah... well, fur footed! I turned the water back on and she got a great dunking. Dripping wet from a well earned long warm shower I put her back on the shower floor where she scooted out like a bolt of lightening (have you ever seen lightening bolt out of your shower??). With that done I also was done .. . . . But wait! Now who would you call!!! Operators were waiting and Peekaboo kindly stepped into the shower stall! **AH HA!!!** Got her too! So with the water turned on (works better that way) she got another good dunking. Both were very good about it and were assured as long as I held them in both hands. They knew I would offer no harm so they put up with it. Neither were very put out by what I did, just were unsure of what was going on, can't blame them. But they both got a great dunking, a well deserved dihydrosoxide blast. They both raced about the house like total out their mind berserks. Was fun to watch them. I think that made them feel good ! So for thanks giving I will have two very clean nice smelling brats to share the kiwi with me (can't afford a turkey this year, will have a kiwi instead). Gordon, Peekaboo and Pester. Rev. J. Gordon Bengtson Aarrow Ranch Aviation Mechanicsville, Virginia 23111 [Posted in FML 5798]