Meet the groomers

Well, my parents didn't buy the punk rocker thing.

So today I went to the groomers -- this is Frank. He's very nice.


Yo, Frank, dude!

Perhaps you should use some clippers rather than just trying to yank out the hair. ;-)


Oh, you were just checking me out.

And now I'm getting all of the dreck removed from my long hair.

Hey, don't blame me -- I'm a dog. I'd say that falls on the ol' 'rents.


Awww, I'm all done now.

And here is the other half of the dynamic grooming duo. Say hi to Sabina.

Boy, I'm a clean and neat boy now!

Tired after the groomer

Alli, this is my birthday present to you.

I got groomed just so I would look so cute for your B-day post.

But I have to tell you, I'm not up for that much excitement in one day.

See how tired I am?


Actually, I'm really tired.

Alpha watched me as I slowly fell over on to the sofa.


Yep, really, really tired.

And really really cute!

A prefect present, I think, for my girl!

Happy Birthday Alli!

Meet my groomer

Yep, I have attendants, donchaknow.

See, Alpha is my groomer today. He's making my fur all nice and smooth.

Good job Alpha. Maybe I'll give you a treat now (hee, hee)

Growin' like a weed

No, no no -- not me. In fact, I'm in the best shape of my puppihood, thanks to all the healthy food and exercise I get.

I mean my fur, er hair. It's starting to get a little shaggy, just like the lawn. By the time my family gets back from vacation, I'm gonna need to make a trip to the groomers.

And fortunately, we already have an appointment at the Doggie Day Spaw to see my friend Dara. Oh yeah, and I'll be able to get my complimentary mud bath treatment too, for being the featured pampered pet this month! Woo hoo.

I wonder who will be next? Maybe you???