Groomer V. Dog Round II
Can you people believe my Daddy took me back to the Groomer tonight? We got in the car like it was just going to be a car ride but I did think it was a bit strange that it was so dark and late. I usually sleep late like this and then eat like a piggor. So I realize we are there and I said "Daddy you gotta be joking" But he ingored me like I couldnt even talk and they tossed me into a bathtub. I was MAD I mean really puppy mad. So I was trying to tell them to knock it off and everytime I did they shot me in the face with the water. Grrrrrr I was pissed. I kept saying 'please dont bathe me im not dirty' but bllllllaaaaahhhhh water in face. So finally I was so tired of fighting I just let them do what they wanted. I felt like sooner it got over the better I would be and quicker I could go home. I gotta admit I looked pretty hot when they were finished. I even looked thinner. My daddy said its because I didnt have so much dead hair but I never had dead hair, it was just resting. So it seems everyone was upset because they expected me to be a bad bandito doggy and I ended up being very good because Im a cool classy doggy. When we got home my daddy lured me into the kitchen under the promise of a cookie and blasted me with this shugar spray. He said it was gingerman cookie smell. My Doggy Gods, I couldnt breathe, even my mommy thought I was too super smelly for anyones good. But she loved me sooooo much and said I looked soooooooo good I got many hugs and pettys and I think my mommydaddy are very proud of how I look. I think I looked fine before but if it makes my human masters happy then it is ok with me.
Night moon.
Night moon.