FISH CALLED FEET LOVERS
The animal world can be a strange place anymore. Just so you know, for the sake of this post, when I say animal, I'm using that term in a broad-stroke. Back to topic...this latest salon trend is just a bit much, even for a Diva Cavalier. Now, when I go for my pedi, I expect the usual...toe/feet shampoo, feet-pad massage, hair and nail trim. Zip, done, right? Whoa, not so fast. Apparently, if you are of the human-kind, you can dip those feet and toes into some warm water and ring the bell for the fish attack. Well, not attack so much as the fish nibble. It IS safe to go into the water!
Stranger than strange, odder than odd, but this is the new pedicure procedure at a salon in Alexandria, VA. Pretty simple, but, you must admit, odd. Evidently, you just slide those dried-out and dead-skinned pods of yours into the water, sit back and let little tooth-less fish nibble you into the softest, non-dead-skinned having feet. Stop laughing or being sick, I'm not kidding. So, if you're bored and adventurous, head toward VA and get your nibble on.
I will freely admit that this whole using fish as a beast-of-burden kind of thing, has me troubled. What next? Cats used to "shave" your legs? Talk about hair-balls. Ick. We already know what monkeys are capable of in the grooming department. Don't even want to think about all that. My biggest concern, of course, is for the canines of the world. It's one thing for those gigantic and well-insulated Saint Bernard's to carry brandy around their necks to stranded mountain hikers, but what if they start asking us to us our paws to comb hair or something? It's just all too much...I feel faint.
Speaking of feeling faint and all, I must give a shout-out to that dog of dawgs in Texas, the Pudge. Got the big word today that the Pudgster is ailing a bit. He will be fine, and he is getting mega-attention and love from Big Daddy. Pudge, hope you're not faking it just to get Big Daddy to give you extra treats. Nah, Pudgy knows Big Daddy is a push-over any old day of the week, so faking being puny isn't called for. Seriously, Pudge, sending you barks of love...get better soon and we won't even think about mentioning all this fish for feet thing. Pudge does not need any more stress in his little life.
While we are on the subject of visits to our fave place, the vet, I heard there is a little kitty about to get the old snip over there in Texas. Meow.
I haven't heard much from that doggone Texas mutt, Duke. Could it be that he has lost interest in this Florida, Diva? Wow, I hope not. He's one fine K-9, but I think he's probably the pack leader of his gang, Dixie and Cal, so he's got to act aloof, right? I mean how could he give the brush to a sweet Cav...just across the Gulf.
Oh, I guess you read the comment from Gretch. Yeah, she got back to The Murph and all is well. I am kind of laughing (don't tell her) that he was happier to see the treats I sent than to see her. Wait, she's so sweet that can not be true. But, then again...she's not THAT sweet.
Gaz will be going to Ohio for a quick visit and I'm kind of wishing I could tag along. I would love to meet Tasha, one of those crazy Buckeye-Kids up there. I mean I hear she is just too darling for words. I think I'm kind of jealous. Should I be? I mean Gaz and Moolie did know her before me you know. Hm, I will bet you that Tasha can't catch a ball mid-air. Although that's not so hard. Okay, I will bet that Tasha can't shake her paw for a treat. Again, not that hard. I'm getting kind of bummed from all this...those poor over-worked fish, poor ailing Pudgy and wondering how I stack up against Tasha. Hold on a second...none of this compares to what that poor little kitty in Texas is about to experience. So, bark at ya later, I gotta go chase my duck now!
Hey Diva ... not to blow your cover or anything. But just wanted to clarify for your legions of readers and fans: The duck in the photo is actually of the stuffed toy variety so no actual ducks were harmed in the making of this photo. That's not to say ALL Featherd Fowl should give the Diva a wide berth if you know what's good for you!
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Reggie -
After reading your blog to my dear little Duke, he was a bit appalled that his own mother would be ruining his game with his FL lady. Duke does send his best and has made me promise to send you updates on him regularly. I will say, likely against the Dukester's wishes, that he will be heading to the vet in the next week or so for the ol' snipperoo. I haven't exactly told him that's why he's going, but I'm pretty sure his ol' buddy Cal has told him that it's "about that time" since Cal knows how his mom feels about that. I will say that he will have company at the vet as his other buddy Dixie will be going in for the same reason...looks like Cal will be the king of the house for one day. I'm sure that means he'll sulk around missing his best buds, but I bet if he gets an extra special treat from his mom that he'll be just fine.
-Sabrina
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Reggie,
I am dying to meet you! You seem like quite the busy body with your new blog. I love to read about what you will do next. It's like how my Mom reads that People magazine & finds out what celeb is wearing what- good gracious.
I am glad to see Gaz will be visiting Ohio
I have been very busy myself here in Ohio with my new yard! I absolutely love it. My Grandpa calls me a "farm dog" or "truck dog"- ugh- the mere thought
I saw a past post about your experience with a spa. I have some thoughts on this. My Mommy & Daddy have not had much luck with finding me a nice relaxing place to unwind. They have been taking me to a place where Daddy can wash me himself in a tub - Mommy takes photos, like it's fun or something. I don't get it. Anywho - my Mommy thought she was so brilliant & found this mobile pet groomer called The Dogfather - seriously Reggie, that was his name. So, this Joker pulls up into my driveway & Mommy lures me in the trailer where his shop is set up & then leaves me- what? How sweet of her, seeing I just love strangers that want to douse me with water! However, I did feel a bit safer b/c I could see my house the whole time I was being groomed. There is a window for my viewing pleasure near the tub. It didn't take too long & now I am super fluffy & my jeans are looking brand new. I only wear designer by the way
Tell Gaz & Moolie hello & hopefully we can meet st some point, but for today, it's a cyberspace friendship.
Love- Tasha
P.S. I can jump quite high in the air to catch a ball. Mommy & Daddy say I am like a South African Great White breaching the ocean...hmmm...sounds like a back handed compliment to me. Anyway, Reg, you do have me on the whole paw shake trick- kudos!
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