What started out as a typical day for The Dude took a very interesting turn (much like The Big Lebowski) around the 6pm hour. At first he was quite excited, for being loaded up into the car usually meant a great adventure for him. But, after only a 10 minute drive downtown, he knew something wasn’t right.
Without The Dude knowing, we had taken him to a dog washing facility…or hell, as he would probably describe it. This was Team Stein’s first trip to a “dog wash,” which made for a few interesting moments…such as dead-lifting your 115 lbs dog into a waist-high, metal tub; trying to get your 115 lbs dog to turn around said tub; and getting your 115 lbs dog to exit the wash basin.
It also lead to the use of the “drying room,” where dogs go to dry…and lose their dignity (as evidence by the picture below).
You could almost hear his internal monologue when we got in there: “Alright…this isn’t so bad. Now what are we doing in here? Wait, what’s that thing in your…oh…oh no. What. The. Hell. Very un-Dude like.”
Luckily for him, we felt bad, which led to a cheeseburger feast.
