Thursday, September 3, 2015

What's worse than a trip to the groomer?

Good morning!

What's for breakfast?

There's nothing there!

Still waiting!

We're going out? But I haven't had breakfast!

It's not the groomer again is it?

Oh no, it's worse - it's the vets!

It was a traumatic day! Look they shaved some of my fuzz on my leg for the anesthetic.

So happy to be home...I'll just have a little nap!

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