Have puppy, will travel -- with lots of towels!
Yesterday, somehow, Tango got into some wet red oil paint during painting class. We have no idea how. No one was using red paint, there was none on the floor, and the only places we found paint were on the dog, primarily his left rear leg and, of course, his chin!
Baby wipes didn't work. A wet, soapy corner of a towel didn't work. So Carol and I (thank you, Carol!) put him in the bathtub and did a leg bath. Now he's only slightly pink.
Tango must have known about Chuck's plan to dye him purple and decided to take matters into his own teeth. Paper covers rock, and pink before purple!
I'm sorry we didn't take photos of Tango before the bath. It looked like blood was gushing from his leg. That's probably why we didn't think immediately of cameras... it really did look like blood. Thank goodness, just paint.
2 comments:
If only it had been orange paint. You could have told people he was Tango the Tangerine Poodle.
Hilarious! Are there now red dog legs all around your studio? What a great story!
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