Dad got home from work to find me running about madly in the house and very cross. Why? Well, how would you like it if you thought of yourself as a Big Strong Dog, not afraid of rain or mud or anything else, and then your Mum came along and put you in the bath and afterwards said you were fluffy? Fluffy??????? What an insult!

(dad: the bath was a necessary evil I'm afraid Pooch - that's what you get for jumping into horse poop and muddy puddles)