Finn is quite attached to his mama. I haven’t gone to the bathroom by myself in years. Maybe he thinks that since I am with him when he potties, he needs to be there when I need to go. I recently purchased one of those deep walk-in bathtubs. Finn does not like it at all. He stays by the bathroom door with concern on his little face. I think he’s afraid he’s going to get a bath too. Having a bath is one of his least favorite things. When we go to the beach, he has to sit on a towel because he doesn’t like to get sand on him. He really doesn’t like to get dirty and will lift a paw if it gets dirt on it. Yuck! Get it off me, mama. How is it that he doesn’t like to get dirty but hates taking a bath? After a bath, he gives me the beasty boy look. He lowers his head and looks up at me with his eyes as if he’s saying, “I’ll get you for this!”