This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...Turning to Lobo who was lying on the bank sunning himself while guarding his partner, Morales pointed to their pool. "Come on, Big Boy. Hell, if anything, you smell worse than I do. It's been several days since we've taken a real bath, so get down to your birthday suit and come on in," he finished with a grin.
Morales took his clothes off, mostly wet now, anyway, and tossed them into the shallows of the pool. "While they're soaking, I'll wash you," he told the wolf.
Lobo stood, but whined at his partner. "Come on," Morales encouraged. "If I have to bathe, so do you."
With an almost human sigh, Lobo gathered himself and leapt into the pool. After surfacing, he headed for the bank. "Lobo," Morales called out. "You know that's not going to work."
Resignedly, Lobo came over to Morales and stretched out in the shallows.
As Morales tried to scrub the dirt out of the wolf's hair, he continued as if Lobo understood every word he spoke. "Soap is my next project. Trying to bathe you without soap with all that long hair is damn near useless, but at least the bath should dilute the dirt a bit," he finished with a laugh.
Lobo didn't seem to be amused, but nevertheless, allowed Morales to turn him from side to side, even let the human pull the brambles out of his fur.
"Yep," Morales muttered, "gotta make us some soap."...
Have a goodun;