Well, that is a new way to convince a stubborn to take a bath.
Yesterday afternoon, I went to visit my nephew, Henry, and his Mum and Dad, arrived right when they were trying get their , Dougal, to have a bath after spending the afternoon rolling merrily in a split bag of Zoo Poo fertilizer.
Dougal's 'perfume was definitely NOT Chanel Number 5 btw, more like Sewer Number 6.
Henry came up the idea that since the liked chasing his dads laser pointer, he might chase it and jump into the bath as well.
Sure enough, after a few minutes of the frantically trying to catch the laser dot, into the tub he went, Dad struck with quick hands and a plentiful flooding of Shampoo, Dougal came out a bit later smelling far more acceptable around people than he did before even though one could see by his demeanor that he was definitely unimpressed.