She. Was. Covered. In. Vaseline.
I was pissed.
I shortly recovered from said state and quit my own screaming. I dumped her into the dirty bathwater that Emma had recently vacated and sent Emma (still dripping) to get the dish soap. While we waited for Emma to actually find the dish soap Evie grabbed as many toys as possible and proceeded to cover them in Vaseline also. So after I de-greased the bath toys I got to work on Evie.
Well, it seemed like it was working at first, then I rinsed her off for the first time and saw the many beads of water indicating the thick layer of grease remaining. We repeated the process many times. I would so have drowned that poor duck (on accident of course!). Well, lots of crying and fussing (by me and Evie - mostly me) later she was as clean as she was gonna be.
I just have to say, to whoever, there should be a "time lapse" disclaimer on that commercial... maybe even a "results not typical" one as well.
Then I had to clean it off my living room rug and the tv. At least they stood still.
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