Nigel's Bath Tub Tale

Several months ago, my husband Mike and I took a weekend trip to Florida for the wedding of a dear friend. I had another dear friend, Kathy stay with Nigel and Divot while we were gone.

The background to the actual story isn't so cute but it will help to explain Nigel's actions...

Several weeks prior to our planned trip, Kathy was bitten by a cousin's JRT. 14 stitches and a LOT of heavy duty antibiotics later she wasn't feeling too well. She had terrible reactions to the antibiotics and one of the many reactions was an itchy rash. A baking soda bath seemed to soothe her skin (she later found out that was a no-no!) but her bathtub isn't deep enough for a good long soak. My tub is, so I told her to come over and have a soak in my tub. Nigel loves to lay next to the tub, (especially when the jets are on) and he loves Kathy too, so the day she came over for a soak, he was more than happy to curl up next to the tub and snooze, keeping her company.

So, that's the background of the story. Now here's the cute part. Kathy arrived shortly after we had left that Friday morning, and was happily greeted by both Nigel and Divot. She said that after a normal robust greeting, Nigel then ran upstairs immediately. She called him to come down, but he didn't. She looked up the stairs and there he was, standing at the top on the landing looking down at her. She called him to come back but he kept looking at her and then back toward my bedroom. She finally went upstairs to see what he was trying to tell her and he walked her right to the bathtub and sat down, looking up at her. It took her a moment to realize what he was doing. It was as if he was saying, "Are we going to take a bath again?!" She burst out laughing and told him no, that she wasn't here to take a bath. That seemed to satisfy him and he came back downstairs with her.