The only thing pets love more than going to the vet is a nice bath. In fact, their perfect day consists of a 12-hour fast, a quick trip out to get a vaccination and a lukewarm bath to wash away their sins. And, as you can see from this collection of perfectly-timed photos, they wear their pleasure on their faces throughout. Take this big guy, first. Doesn’t he just look super keen to be squeaky clean?
“I swear, if you come near me with that soap again I’m gonna eat it. I’ll be farting bubbles for days. I’m going right back outside to roll in some fox poo after this… that’ll wipe the smug from your mug.”
*Shivering* “How… c-c-could… you? Scamp is so c-c-c-cold. All Scamp did was give love. Now Scamp c-c-cannot love. What is love to Scamp, without t-t-trust? You washed Scamp’s love down da dwain.”
This is the disheveled face of a veteran. It will be a while until the shell shock wears off, and he can stop thinking about the horrors of war. We think it’s a dog, but someone may have just bathed a meth addict.
“What the hell is that? Can you feel water on your back? Why can I feel water on my back? Linda, I think I may be having a stroke, and not the nice, petting kind. Do my eyes look funny to you?”
This furry fella should have thought about the consequences before he rolled in a huge pile of catnip. Now he’s soggy and too high to handle it. At least he won’t smell of the intoxicating stuff when the guests come over.
Ah, the good ol’ toddler technique: if you don’t want to go, grab onto something for dear life. Indeed, those evil eyes clearly state that he DOES NOT want to go back in the bath. Revenge is already being plotted.
Well, if you will join the kitten Hitler youth, you deserve to be punished. Nazi catsies get lots of bathsies. Next up is a haircut and a stern re-education about core values and morality.
*Heavy breathing* “Gah! Come quick, child. I have traveled far through the snows of Narnia. Aslan is in danger! He sent his most trusted cat-gremlin to find you and bring you back. We have little time. Unhand me this instant, woman!”
“Yo mom, that was a real sneaky move. We’re here now, so you might as well get on with it, but know this… I am very disappointed in you. Like, don’t ever think I’m gonna sit still in the coffee shop again. We are done.”
This cat is filled with quiet, vengeful disdain. Could that gaze be more terrifying? Underneath the towel he’s locked his paws in an angry clasp, just to stop himself from scratching his owners face off.
Like babies, dogs pee in the bath, too. And this shocked-looking face captures the moment this canine was caught in the act. Either that or he just got a glimpse of his new bubble hairdo in the bathroom mirror.
Aw, this is so sad and adorable. He’s hiding behind the only thing he can find. What have you done to the poor little pooch? You’re a monster, and you know it. It’s no use offering him a cup of tea now.
“Come on, Clive. I’m old. I know exactly what you’re doing and I don’t need this ridiculous stage show anymore. Don’t tell me it’s for my own good. Just scrub my back, tell me I’m a good boy and let me go back to sleep.”
This sad-faced pup is stuck between anger and disillusionment. Indeed, this was the exact moment he realized the world isn’t always sunshine and big sticks. Sometimes it’s a handheld rainstorm of betrayal coupled with cold, sterile rooms.
This poor little guy’s ears get so heavy when they’re wet it means that he can’t lift himself out of the bath. Either that, or it’s beer being poured into the tub and he’s too drunk to resist. Hic!
Oh my god, look at those eyes. How could you ever upset this little pup? On behalf of all of the humans who have put dogs through this ordeal, we are truly, truly sorry. Just please stop looking at us like that, it’s unbearable.
*Tap tap tap* “Excuse me, officer! I’m innocent. I don’t know why they locked me up but whatever it was I didn’t do it! Please tell her to stop rinsing me. I promise I will co-operate. Please, I have a family!”
Wow. Just… wow. Apparently this cat is still frozen in this exact position. Her folks took her home and she just sits on the mantelpiece. People say her eyes seem to follow you around the room and she’s still breathing. It’s weird.
“So, yeah, if you do that again I will definitely poop behind every sofa and under every bed in this house. I did not care for that. Also, has anyone seen my dad? He’s a cat-gremlin from Narnia.”
This is absolutely the face of blind panic. With his wide eyes and scrambling legs, this pooch is appealing to every strand of human empathy he can to not have to go through with this. Sorry buddy, things are gonna get real soapy around here.