Dogwashing Mercenaries

The other day I was tinkering in the workshop when my father mentioned that he had to leave the niece and nephew with me while he made a quick run to pick up some parts.  I figured I should check what they were up to before I accepted responsibility for them.  I was right to do so:


I figured then that the best thing for keeping them out of trouble was to give them a job to do.  Today's job: dogwashing.  Bain was not happy about it:


Kira was only slightly more enthusiastic:


The real fun was the occasional drying shake when the kids weren't expecting it:


In the end, everybody came out better:


When Dad returned they went back to their regularly-scheduled ridiculousness:


I'm sure this evolution makes sense to them.