I had to say the word "treat" in order to get him to look more interested in having his picture taken.
While I was washing him, Mum looked into the backyard and thought that he was still outside. The fur pile was about as big as he is when he curls up.
After being washed and walked, Scooter was still a bit wild, so we played a round of "Find The Treat In The Grass." For being nine and a half years old, he still has a lot of energy.