Habby Sunday & A Trolley Ride

Habby Sunday!

Whee haff been so busy wif busyness... not super fun busyness but more juss reuteen stuff, and I haff naught been able to deu the blogging.

Teuday, howebeer, stacked up teu be a GReat day ob obboard-toonity and all so maybe a road trip.

And so when whee boarded the trolley teuday, my berry first fought was... swimming at Rummy's. Abter all, I am still trying to loose some few poundage and all so increase my muscle strengf in my legs.

I go teu my first Beginning Agility Class teumorrow, so it makes sense teu me that my the berry planning and fought full Mom wheu lubbs me and all ways looks out fur my well being and all so fun habbings... wood whant me teu get in a timely aquarobicks work out... Right???

Does this camera angle make me look... affletick?

Wrong

And so imagine my ghastly surprise when the trolley deboarded at...

Dirty Hairy Dog Wash!

Now do naught get me wrong... as baffs go...  Dirty Hairy's be in my top teu places teu haff one [Mister T Day Spa being the odder!], but when a berry clean boy leafs home, he eckspecks teu be going teu a water hole wif a plug in the bottom. Juss saying.

Teu make madders worse,

take a look at the GSD ober my left shoulder...
She was behabing like a berrry baff champ.

This deus naught be time fur a comparisson.
I am outta here.

Eups.
I am hooked teu the front ob the tub.

Please teu note that no body else is stobbing teu take pickchers...

butt ob course, MY the Mom is...

naught juss once butt at ebbery fyeu minutes.
Sigh.

Dirty Hairy's has be come part ob our reuteen.
Whee are going teu come here
ebbery weekend what is free or four days
abter my Advantage Multi abblicayshun.

Teuday is being my fourf bisit.

The Mom says whee whill nebber baff at home again
on a counta, Dirty Hairy's...
1. iss only a fifteen minute trolley trip

2. habbs bunches ob shamboos teu seleck from

3. habbs speshull face shamboo what deus naught bodder the eye balls
4. habbs ear cleaner and little cotton wibes
5. means no bending ober fur the Mom
6. habbs aprons fur the Mom
7. habbs the berry best absorbant towels
8. habbs ebbery greuming teul right there
9. habbs blow dryers (I am naught a fan)
10. whill deu my nails fur me!

And here is me,
strabbed teu the table while the Mom towel dried me...
and I am waiting teu see if I need my nails trimmed...
abter all and in case Yeu haff for gotten...
I begin Agility teumorrow,
and my performance cood hinge on my nail lengf...
or so my oberly worry sum the Mom finks.

Good Noose!

I did naught need my nails trimmed... and all so, whee hobbed in the trolley and went straight home where I whas habby teu drain my water bowl and race out ob doors to roll in the saint august teen grasses untill my the Mom yelled at me teu stob and come back teu the in ob doors and I did.

I did all so take a short nap and abter did follow the Mom a round while she did chores. Ebbery time she did get still, I all so putt my cold whet nose on her hand juss fur effeck.

I deu like this necks pickcher on a counta I deu look berry fin, and all so, I fink Yeu can see eckstream in-no-sins in my eyes and spellt out right a cross my face.

Here I am sneaking in a begetarian snack and showing off my muchly brushed and clean furs what smell of yeu-call-ipptus and pepper mint and... saint august teen grasses.

Ok, ok, I haff teu confess...
I deu naught under stand the fastinayshun wif
skirts and feffers and tail furs,
butt the Mom insists I show Yeu this....

The End
[hee hee hee]