way.â Charles knew that this was exactly the kind of thing that Mom didnât like about having a dog. But if he and Lizzie helped, maybe giving the puppies a bath could be fun.
They all went inside to get things ready. Mom ran warm water into the tub. Lizzie ran to the kitchen to get plastic cups for pouring water over the pups, and Charles got some old towels out of the rag bag. Sammy brought Rufus home, then took charge of keeping both puppies busy.
âWeâll use the Beanâs baby shampoo,â said Mom, once they were all in the bathroom. âItâs nice and mild.â She glanced toward the door. âLetâs make sure that door stays shut so the puppies donât get out.â
Goldie watched with interest as everyone hurried around. Something great was going to happen! She could tell!
Snowball watched, too. Somehow he could tell that all this fuss was about him â which was how things should be. But he wasnât totally sure that this was a good kind of fuss.
âLetâs get those pups into the tub.â Mom took Goldie from Sammyâs arms and gently lowered her into the water, which came up almost to her belly. Goldie didnât struggle at all. Her eyes were full of trust. She looked up at the humans, as if to say, âIâm sure you know what youâre doing.â
Then Mom picked up Snowball. He was not nearly as easygoing as Goldie. He stuck out his legs, trying to keep Mom from putting him in the tub, and let out a few barks.
The Bean laughed and barked back. âTubby!â he cried again, leaning in to swish some water around.
âStand back, Mr. Bean,â Mom said. âLizzie, can you hang on to the Bean? Snowball is having a hard time as it is.â Finally, she lowered Snowballinto the tub. Once he was standing in the warm water, he seemed to relax. âGreat!â said Mom. âOkay, letâs get scrubbing!â
The water in the tub had already turned brown from mud. It got even darker when Charles and Sammy used their cups to pour water on the puppies, wetting them all over. Then Sammy picked up the bottle of baby shampoo and tipped it over Goldie. âWhoops!â he said when he saw how quickly it came out. âOh, well!â He began scrubbing as Charles poured some shampoo â a little more carefully â over Snowball.
Soon both dogs were all lathered up. âNow Goldie looks almost as white as Snowball!â Charles said. Goldie was covered in bubbles.
Mom let the dirty water out and ran some more. As Charles and Sammy began to rinse the squirming puppies, the phone rang. âIâll get it,â said Lizzie. âWatch the Bean, okay?â She let herself out of the bathroom, carefully closing the door. A moment later, she yelled for Mom. âPhone!â
Mrs. Peterson wiped her hands on a towel. âKeep rinsing, boys,â she said as she let herself out.
Sammy and Charles poured cup after cup of water over the puppies. It seemed to be taking forever to get all the bubbles out of their fur. Charles kept an eye on the Bean as he rinsed, but it seemed as if his little brother was busy playing with the bath toys that were lined up on the windowsill.
Then Charles turned to get some towels, and when he turned back, the Bean was in the tub â clothes and all â with the puppies. âTubby!â yelled the Bean. âWash doggie!â He poured a cup of water over his own head. Then he reached for Snowball.
âOh, no,â groaned Charles.
At that moment, Snowball scrambled out of the tub. The puppy shook himself off, splattering water all over.
âOh, no!â groaned Sammy.
âWhatâs going on?â asked Lizzie, opening the bathroom door.
Snowball took off, dashing through the door and down the hall. Water sprayed everywhere as he ran.
âOh, no,â groaned Lizzie.
Goldie scrambled out of the tub and took off after Snowball.
âOh, no,â groaned