So off we went. The place looked kind of familiar, I know I've been down this road before many times (the place is on our walking route) but this time I got to go inside. WELL!! Let me tell you, I met 3 or 4 other dogs there and thought for sure this must be a heavenly place if they were all there, too! The difference is they all looked so much better than me, what with their snooty puffery smelling coats and not-a-hair-out-of-place grooming.
I felt frumpy. But that's OK, mom assured me soon I would be greeting other dogs with my very own snooty smelling coat and perfect coiffed hair.
So......how'd I turn out?
|Dammit, I'm not liking the flashy thing, mom!|
|Knock it off...but let me strike a pose first, m'kay?|
|That's it. I'm done. Not looking no matter how many times you call out my name!|
Speaking of making mom happy, she says I'm all "snorgley" now. I wasn't sure what that word meant either, but based on what happened next, I'll take it gladly!!! See, mom took one look at me and squealed that I'm all "snorgley" now, then she picked me up and buried her face right into my neck making nom nom sounds while cuddling me. I liked it! :-) She says my fur is all soft, cuddly, and smells good too.
Still not liking the flashy thing, though...