I had the freakiest day EVER yesterday dear readers, and I'm only relieved to be still here to tell the tale. At around 4.30pm in the afternoon I was frog marched into the now familiar torture chamber, whereby I am stripped of all my dignity - not to mention my manly tangles and musty smell - through a sustained routine of unimaginable water, shampoo and scissor based horror....
as I walked in, my human ignoring all my howls of protest, I saw something that made me tremble to the tips of my paws.... there, in one of the cages was surely an experiment gone wrong? It was a mini-me. The smallest blue roan cocker spaniel I've seen since I left the litter.... They have started shrinking us in the wash!
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