December 18, 2012
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A Grooming We Will Go
Cheryl says we are waiting for the end of the world or our next obedience class, whichever comes first.
Cheryl says December 21st is the third End of Times scheduled for 2012 alone.
Cheryl says our food is more expensive than hers, and we’re still losing hair. And she says if this keeps up much longer she’s going to have to switch our description from a black dog to a pink one.
(Cheryl laughs at people who put clothes on their dogs. We’ve seen her. So now we get into the front seat of the car and shake until the heater kicks on. Cheryl says we do this ‘on purpose’.)
Yesterday we went to have our nails trimmed. Cheryl owns a pair of guillotine nail cutters (she owns several: she has a pair for the cat, as well.) Every time she picks them up, she remembers The Original Dog, who would howl like a Baskerville Hound whenever she so much as saw them. So we put on our leashes and harnesses and our pink shirt and we went to the groomers.
The groomer recently moved.
She moved across the street, but more significantly, she moved from a tiny suite with carpeting to one of the restored historical buildings in town with tin punch ceilings and creaky hardwood floors. We were SO happy to go to the groomers we pulled Cheryl along the hardwood floor because she couldn’t keep up with us and we greeted the woman behind the desk and everything was FINE until she tried to hang Riley from the grooming table.
And then, all of a sudden, we were on hardwood floors and we couldn’t walk and Riley was busy trying to save himself from the handbuzzers and we had to go down on our elbows and shake.
“Run, Annie, I’m telling you–run!” Riley advised when he dashed back to Cheryl for safety and then someone picked us up and put us on a table that moves.
It took two groomers to trim our nails.
And then they had to carry us out of the building because we couldn’t walk.
We never looked at Cheryl. We could guess at the expression on her face.
In the car she said, very quietly, “You TOWED me across that floor, and then you ‘couldn’t walk’ back????”
Cheryl is so sarcastic.
