My Caislean was never fond of water, did not like going in past her knees. She however, did not mind baths. I think it was the prolonged towel rubdown that helped her not mind them so much. But Rain, omg... run! She hated going out in that. As a teenager my husband was literally chasing her around the house to get her to go out. After the third lap through the living room, I decided he needed my assistance. So I jumped up and with The Big Stern Voice,said "Caislean, Stop! you have to go piddle" and that is just what she did, stopped and piddled. My husband was all "I can't believe she just did that". Between the giggles, I took the blame.