Terry went down to the local dog grooming shop yesterday to enquire about their rates for bathing a Newfoundland dog. £40 quid!! I woke up this morning, determined to do the job. I mean, how hard can it be? Wendell loves his bath but Hudson has not had the full on, suds job since he was 4 months old. Armed with an armful of old towels, treats and a waterproof toy, Terry and I trooped upstairs, calling Hudson to follow. Not a chance! After much persuasion, we arrived in the bathroom. Half an hour later we just had to concede defeat. He was not getting into that bath for anybody. All the cuddling, persuading and cajoling would not work. He is impossible to lift and lay on the floor as if glued to it. Not even the sight of Wendell jumping joyfully into the water could persuade him; yet he will splash in the sea for ages, even in this weather. £40 quid now seems cheap at the price. They are more than welcome to do the impossible.