Two brave souls just underwent a process that removed all the lovely stench from their fur and replaced it with... ugh... foul cleanliness. What stalwart creatures, to endure such indignity with apparent ease. Of course, all the "oooh, the doggy's getting nice and clean," and "oh, what a nice doggie," and similar soothing words, may have helped a bit.
Snowball is trying to repair the damage. A Natural Mystic, she enjoys making dreadlocks in her fur. Not so natty now. Cruel fellow that I am, I brushed them out.
Precious likes bath time, and tends to be impatient that she's always second. Content now, she regards the universe in a peaceful, exalted state of contemplation.