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Ike hates it when I shove his huge butt through the door and force him to go potty in the rain. He also hates it when I have to wash his muzzle because he has something on it. it's like washing a toddlers face. I grab a wash cloth and he heads for the hills. I catch him and wipe his face while he grumbles and tries to squirm away.

Rita hates it when I have to check, clean and then medicate her ears. She tries to hide under the desk or the back of the crate and when I say the word "ears" she starts watching me from a distance to see if I was just talking or if I look like I am getting out the meds and coming for her.

Owen hates it when I play with his feet. I love basset feet! The basset, however, thinks it's dumb that I tickle and kiss his feet and will either sigh and allow it for a few minutes or grumble and waddle off.

Renee hates it when the other dogs have a toy she wants and I refuse to go get it for her. She'll sit near me and whine, look at me, look at the toy, whine, repeat. If I decide not to go take the toy and give it to her, she will grumble-wooowooowooo bark and then sigh disgustedly and go mope.