Washing PoongSoon is like washing my car. As soon as my car gets a carwash, it rains.
Less than a week after giving PoongSoon a bath (a not-so-easy feat for me), it rains. The backyard turns into a muddy mess, and the soft part of her coat acts like a mop picking up sand and dirt.
Wiping her down with a towel gets rid of the sand and the black dirt, but then it reveals a layer of red clay that really clings to her coat. She looks like a red-tipped cream dog instead of the snow white dog that was in the beach pictures.