The Beast was smelling a wee bit odoriferous the other day. Clearly, it was time for a jaunt down to the Wash Spot. It was a furious battle. Fur and suds flew in all directions. The Beast emerged sparkling clean. Much to our displeasure, he got us back several hours later by romping around the muddy yard. Our next door wash neighbor, while vocal in his displeasure, appeared relatively calm during the cleaning frenzy. Bailey would do well to take some pointers from this pooch.