Fanny's heart sank.
She was really not that bad. Her IQ was very high, but she lacked some practical experience.
Fanny put down her phone, cleared her voice, and mustered up the courage to communicate with the dogs.
"Well, although this is my first time, I have checked the procedures for bathing the dogs, and I guarantee that I will give you a bath. Which one of you is willing to go first?"
"..."
The five dogs didn't know if they understood what they were saying, but none of them made a sound. They all took a step back at the same time and stuck to the edge of the kennel.
They stared vigilantly at Fanny, who was about to reach out her "Devil's Claw"at any moment.
"You're the youngest, so it's up to you."Fanny ignored the collective disdain of the dogs and hugged the youngest, twelve.
Pick the soft persimmon and pinch it.
Twelve was the smallest, so it was definitely the easiest to wash.
"Woof Woof!"
