Before driving up to Atlanta this weekend for some festivities (which so far includes a busted O2 sensor by the way), we decided to give Buzzle a haircut and shampoo.
After cutting his hair and dealing with him being all flighty we filled the tub with some water. Michelle did the washing. I usually do this and tend to check the water temperature with my hands. She skipped that part.
She dumped a container of water on him to rinse the shampoo and then I heard her say Is he steaming!?. That's not something you should have to ask. I told her this. It turned out that the water was fine and the house was just a little cold. Once we realized we were safely making him steam we tried it a few more times. There's just something funny about a smoking schnaus.