Pax got his first bath of the year, partly because he was stinky and partly because it was a sunny day with a temperature above freezing. (And now, after a brushing he looks fluffy.)

This being his first bath of the year makes me wonder how many baths in total can be expected for 2020. More than two, certainly. Less than ten, certainly (he has already missed January.) Of course the Manitoulin skunk and gunk possibility has to be factored in. (Anyone want to make a guess? Free bottle dog of shampoo to the winner.)

So, what to do when you are clean as a whistle and fluffy as a buttermilk pancake? Right. Bike run to the prairie, but actually avoid the prairie (because, in spite of the weather, it is still snow impacted), and, instead, tool around on the now clear sidewalks of Prairie Village.

And now, on to Iowa.