Well remember I got real mucky and had that bath yesterday? It didn’t end there!
Herself, on seeing me wet, got a clearer picture of the tats all over my coat.
Out came the dreaded scissors.
I’ve learned that if I stand still and let her have a go at me I get treats for being “a good boy”. Worth it provided she doesn’t take a lump out of me.
I give her about sixty seconds shear time and then I snarl and she backs off and seeks the meaty morsels.
She was still at the job this morning and it ended with a facial revealing the beauty of my eyes.
All the better to see you with as a certain grandma might say!
Blessing # 933 – Snip & Chip
Booming Banter 