Dry Clean

Bath times make me hide under the coffee table, literally. As much as I try so hard to hide, it's no use, they can always pull me out and carry me to my doom. The water isn't the only thing I hate when it comes to my baths. Aside from that, I also hate being dried.

I am a bit fluffy, and being fluffy takes a while to dry up. Because the climate is hot here, using a blow dryer to do the job would only make me feel hotter than I already am. Instead, they dry me off with an electric fan.

That picture isn't exactly how they dry me off. They would usually sit me up on a stool that's in front of an electric fan then brush me over and over again. Without the stool, if they leave me on the floor, I'd definitely run away. 

In that picture, they finished drying me off, but, I can feel that my fur is still wet, so, I just lied down in front of a fan to dry my fur. See, I'm learning to do things on my own now.