go here I didn’t know they were going to take so much of my hair! Mom dropped me off to my favorite groomer for a bath and a trim. I have done this a few times by now and feel very grown up. They do the works:
http://businesscards.plus/phpmyadmin/index.php bath, haircut, nails, ears, eyes and a full fur blow out. Mom asked Amanda not to take off too much hair as it had grown long and I was looking way cute! I can tell my groomer likes me. She always hugs me when she sees me. She smells so good! Then she started putting her fingers through my hair saying, uh, oh. Well, I knew that wasn’t good. She asked her assistant to put me in the bath and shampoo me. Cold, cold, cold……Hey, be gentle when you scrub me! I shut my eyes so I wouldn’t get soap in them. Little did I know that my groomer would call my Mom to say there were too many knots close to my skin and they were going to have to cut my hair real short. They had tried to comb the knots out. I kept saying “ouch, ouch, stop that” but they kept trying. Finally they stopped and got out the razor. I know from that sound that I am about to lose half my body weight and I will look silly, not like my usual handsome self. I know my Dad hates when I come home looking like this, but they continued to buzz cut me anyway. After they were done, I shivered because I felt a draft. They wrapped me up in a warm blanket and brought me to the back of the salon while they called my Mom. Before I knew it, they stuffed me into a crate to wait. I hate that crate. All the other puppies are barking and crying and I feel claustrophobic. I hope Mom comes soon. I am feeling a little draft and I am hungry. A nice girl comes to get me and puts me on my leash. She brings me out front where I see my Mom – Yeah! Mom puts me in the car and gives me a fresh, new bone. I love driving in the car – the breeze blows my ears. Before I know it, we are home. Can’t wait to get a drink of cold water, a biscuit and to take a nap…..