GLAMOR GIG AND MATISSE MAN
Woof, Kids!
Man, today The Diva Dog was shuttled off to PetSmart for...yep...grooming. Can you picture it? I hop in the car, ears flying in the breeze. happy as a clam (are we totally certain they ARE happy, but that's another blog), bouncy and smiley to be out of the condo and cruising with The Mool. Ah, I'm thinking, how sweet it is.
Well, that ended, abruptly, when I was herded, unceremoniously, into "the spa" for "the treatment"...okay, it was a simple bath and nail trim, but I need to tell myself it's something more, 'kay? This time it was PetSmart.
Man, that crazy place was brimming over with hounds. Okay, I only saw a couple of cute fur-balls getting their groove on atop those silly tables, but it seemed like an entire pack of wild ones. I sort of glaze over when I go into that place as I am excited about the possibility of fun toys and treats, but some lame bath is just...lame.
Mutts, I'm not too proud to tell you that I get really, really sad and pouty when Moolie hands me off to some random person and zips happily out the door. Bummer. But, today I hit the grooming jackpot and landed, comfy as can be, in the arms and hands of, Laurie. Thankfully, she was pretty cool, smiley and seemed to actually like dogs. Grateful me.
Naturally, it was chaos in the beginning. What is it with dog owners at a grooming salon anyway? It's seems they are manic and frowning and looking stressed and unhappy. You'd think THEY were the ones about to be dipped, clipped and gypped out of a fun day. Just hope, for the sake of their hounds, they are sweeter at home. Yikes.
Pups, The Diva witnessed two small canines stuffed into one of those cart-things and wheeled out of the "spa" by their human. They looked like they could walk to me, but whatev. Oh, the drama of all things grooming. I'm just happy it's done, because, too soon for me it will be off to another salon of some sort where it will be repeated in similar fashion.
I do like the nifty way I smell and I always need a nice mani. Even a Diva-Dog gets dirt in her paws while romping in the park or strolling on the dog beach. So, whether it's PetSmart, Petco or one of those zany independent glamor spots Moolie digs up...it's good to be sparkling and fluffy and be back playing with my groovy stuff like the above toy gifted to me by those, always glamorous (do you call guy dogs glamorous?) Boxers, Selleck and Apollo. Is it me or does that toy look like it was designed by Matisse? What, you think I'm dumb about art or something? Please.
Oh, I did get a special treat and a brand new toy out of the grooming deal, and Gaz fussed over me and thought I looked super cute. Perhaps it is worth all the bother. Hm. Pups let me know what you think.
Bark at me kids and have a howling New Year's Eve!
Hello and Happy New Year Reggie! Send my best wishes to Moolie & Gaz too.
OMG - BIG DADDY has been hitting the champagne, he even put a drop on his finger and let me have it at midnight...oh and how generous he is, he gave me one black eyed pea too...I did say a DROP & ONE right? What a nice SOB he is starting off to be for two - double 0 - nine. I sure hope your people are not quite as stingy as he is.
BID DADDY is making a sirloin steak stew in the crock pot...first time he's done that since A was around and I am pretty sure he's thinking of him and kind of sad at the moment. I'll make sure he's ok though, so don't you worry. In fact, I am sure when I snuggle up to him in a bit [of course - Nora Desmond position] he'll be just fine.
I have to say he was so nice and took me on two walks New Year's Eve. You know he talks to me quite a bit when we are walking around; I usually just ignore him. But that never slows him down, he just talks and makes himself laugh and I just smile and sniff on....
The horizons are a changing and I want you to know that I think adventures are ALWAYS GOOD FOR THE SOUL.
Gosh Reg, I can't believe it's 1/1/09. I wonder what Santa will bring me this year? As long as I have my BIG DADDY and my BIG DADDY has you kids - all will be calm and all will be good.
I love you and think of you often.
Pudgy
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Pudgy,
You DAWGGGGGG!!!!! We are sending barks and licks all the way across the Gulf to you and Big Daddy. You know we love you...mega much.
Now, Pudge, BD can handle the bubbly ...kids stuff. I am totally jealous that you got to get your nose tickled with that lovely champagne at midnight. Man, I got zip. Wait, I did get that one blackeyed pea. Yep, guess I should be grateful, huh? Stingy? My peeps wrote the book on it.
Hope that sirloin steak stew turned out to be delish...and hope you golt to sample that too.
Hey, I know what you mean about taking care of Big Daddy, he counts on you like Gaz and Moolie count on me. Pudge, I'm laughing thinking of you going all Norma Desmond (I think it's Norma, isn't it?) on BD. I mean I sleep with these two and I have to brace myself between them to keep from getting squished. Yikes.
Pudge, I know how much my peeps love and adore Big Daddy and miss him. So, you keep on taking care of him like the good DAWG you are...be tolerant when he talks (I have the same sitch with Moolie, believe me)...keep smiling at him and just sniff on.
Sending high paws, puppy hugs to you both...you are loved, super much, in Florida.
Woof and bark at me soon.
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Happy New Year to the Great Diva Reggie.
I know what you mean about the "spa". I get really upset when I had to go to the ghouler(groomer). So, now that my mommy is home all the time, she grooms me. She likes it when I am good in the bathtub (which I always am). I even pick up my feet for her to wash. Of course I don't have the silky fur that you do, so, I don't have to be blow dried. That is a good thing. I must say, you do look cool with your new toy.
Have a good day and Happy New Year. Tail wags and high paws to you, Moolie and your G'Man. Bitsy
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