I Get a New Do

A few days ago I had to go to the groomers and get another new do. Mom doesn't think they did it quite right this time. I look like I'm all ears, for gosh sakes! And my eyes look REAL big.

I get all nervous when I have to go there. There are lots of other nervous dogs there too and we all cry some. It's pretty pitiful, I'll tell you.

When they're done snipping and chopping, they put this goofy bandana around your neck. Mine was red and white stripes this time. The girly girl dogs get bows in their ears. I really would rather have a bow but I guess I don't have a choice. Since I'm a boy I get the bandana. And I don't get my nails painted either. Trimmed, yes, painted, no.

Speaking of trimming my nails, that's another horrible experience. I really get nervous when they start messing around with my feet! I guess it doesn't hurt, but it could, ya know? It's like when they want to do your tummy and that other stuff under there and I don't mean my armpits either!

And the tail! They trim the fur real close up around the, well, you know, and then they let it be long out towards the end. Of course, Mom always wants to comb the long part of my tail and my ears too, when we get home. It's just a thing with her. She doesn't like snarly fur.

Well, at least it's over now for a couple of months, whatever that means, and I'm back home with Buttons and Mom and Dad. You know, they actually spend money for this hair cut thing. Good money that they could be spending on dog treats!