Over the years it has gotten a little easier, but in the beginning she would stick out all fours so you couldn't carry her out the back door. Nowadays by the time you get her to back door, you have to put her down because she is heavy. Then she gives you a dirty look and saunters out the door to her doom.
I always fill the tub with warm water, and talk to her the whole time she gets the rub down with soap. I spoil the crap out of her actually. Usually I have to keep her between my legs because she tries to escape. But this time, it was different.
We were in the yard, and she just looked at me. And sat down. Albeit with a dirty look, but she sat down. Lucky has finally resigned herself to bath time. It made me a little sad, because it means she is getting older, and is too tired to fight with me. You think they are going to live forever, and then before you know it years have gone by, and they get a little slower and sleep a little more.
Oh well. All I'm saying is enjoy your pets and the time you have with them.
And give them extra cookies after bath time like I do. I am such a soft touch, and Lucky knows it.
TTFN! And happy knitting.