posted on Mar, 29 2013 @ 08:54 AM
Late last night after logging off of ATS I decided to take a long, hot bath. I climbed into the hot water and just sat for a minute, letting my body
adjust to the temperature. As is their habit when I am in the tub my two dogs (an 8 year old pitbull and a 3 1/2 month old pitbull) came into the room
to give me kisses, after which the grown dog left and the puppy stayed to investigate the various products around the tub area.
I leaned back in the tub and slid down into the water, leaving only my head above water. The puppy (Dexter, who is extremely large for his age) jumps
up and hangs his paws over the side of the tub and starts whining, stretching his neck and head towards me. Thinking he just wanted some more loving I
sat up and gave him a few pats and kisses and he left the room. I figured I could now enjoy my bath uninterrupted and leaned back again, sliding
downward into the water, and holding my breath and closing my eyes I completely submerged myself in the deliciously hot water. After a few seconds I
could hear something hitting the side of the tub and the puppy making a whining noise- no biggie, or so I thought. The next thing you know I felt
something yank my hair- hard! It was pulling me up from under my wonderful bath water! It was Dexter!!! Apparently Dexter was unnecessarily concerned
over his "mommy" being submerged in water and was attempting to rescue me!
I sat upright very quickly and Dexter released my hair, and then jumped over the side of the tub into my lap (which made a horrible wet mess
everywhere) and commenced to nearly licking my face off, besides nearly knocking the breath out of me in the process. He then jumped out of the tub
and sat waiting for me, whining non-stop until I got out of the tub- after which he ceased whining and was fine. I dried us both off and got dressed,
then immediately took Dexter to the kitchen for a treat- Astro came trotting in so he got a treat as well, but I slipped my little hero an extra
When my husband Skyped me early this morning I told him what had happened, and he insisted that I bring Dexter to the computer so that he could tell
him what a good boy he was for taking care of mommy. My husband (who has epilepsy) announced that from now on when he is at home when it is time for
him to take his nightly bath Dexter will now accompany him and will now be called "Guardian of the Tub". As for me, I appreciate my little hero
trying to rescue me, but from now on I think I will take my nightly baths with the door closed!!!