After a puzzling 40 minute walk, we turned up at the poodle parlour!! Arggghhhhhh!
Mrs S showed the man loads of pictures and gave strict instructions as to the haircut I was to have, then they buggered off to the pub over the road and let Sweeny Todd do his worse to me!
Anyway, this was the end result - the humans all seemed very pleased with me and booked me in again for two months' time...
Now, personally I think I'm a handsome pooch (I've looked in the mirror and seen the swoons that people do when they meet me) and the cut I can cope with, but why the perfume? It stinks! It's just an unnecessary touch meant to humiliate us mutts with our fellow hounds. Still, walking home I had a plan, put into action the following day when I left a nice 'present' for the hoomans on the living room floor, which I then ran through in my excitement, before jumping up for a cuddle and leaving brown paw prints all over her skirt!
Nice one! Although I reckon I'm possibly in the doghouse now!
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