Trip to the Groomers

Woke up with a bit of a headache this morning. Nix said it was my own fault for not watching where I was going last night. She said I was too busy glaring at a brown dog tied up outside the local shop that I bumped into the rubbish bin. I pretended I’d meant to do it and blamed my headache on last night’s noisy weather. It scared me a lot, it was banging on the windows, I didn’t like it and tried to dig the floor up. 

We went for a quick walk on the beach this morning as I had my hair appointment booked in for 9.30.  They were a bit busy so I got moved to later and I got an extra walk on the beach. Nix washed all my bedding so when I got in the car smelling lovely I would have nice clean bedding to lie on. I was a good boy at the groomers and I lay nice and still while Shelle shaved my tummy and those bits that can get a bit smelly.  I’ve had a nice bath now and a bit of a tidy up. 

It gets dark very early now in the evening. Nix thinks this is a good excuse to wear her pyjamas on our last walk round the block. She says they’re not pyjamas but we all know they are...embarrassing or what. 







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