We have a rat. Well, technically he is a dog, but would a rose by any other name smell as sweet? Toby is a Pomeranian. He is small and fluffy. VERY fluffy.
Toby was my husbands dog from before he and I every met. That makes Toby 12 years old. That is 84 in human years. He has been a great dog. He has always been potty trained. He has never bitten anyone, child or adult. Always forgives us when we tell him his breath smells like death.
When we used to take Toby to the groomers he would come home looking like this:
Well, due to my attempts and grooming his monstrous fur at home, things haven't been going well for Toby. Today we took him to a groomer again, but this time he had some recovery work done.Here is Toby today:
They say dogs can smile. Well, they can glare too.
I will be watching my back tonight.
They say dogs can smile. Well, they can glare too.
I will be watching my back tonight.
1 comments:
didn't this same thing happen to another pet you had--or was that the diabetic fish. maybe we should report you to the humane society:)
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