If you say so.

I don't know why little human insists on washing my paws and face.  I can clean myself just fine!

If her carrot-stained cheeks are anything to go by, not even Mr. Giraffe is buying that one.  I just noticed that her pile of freshly cleaned bunny laundry is almost as tall as she is.  That little munchkin can go through some towels!

It's over, she has the higher ground!

River, sitting on her towel mountain, is about to sic her loyal followers on me for having the audacity to clean her face and front paws.  In retrospect, the food paste was her war paint, much like Braveheart.  Send help!