Oh Aunties! It was awful.
usually when Mum stops her Work Stuff at lunchtime, we have a nice sniffy walk. I thought we were going to have TWO walks today, cos Dad took us for breakfast at the Sausage Place. So I was getting all waggy excited and thinking about that lamp post on the corner that needs A LOT of sniffing.
But then lunchtime comes, and Mum GRABS me! And she carries me through to the grooming table! And she does footsie torture! No walk! No sniffing! There was only brushing and skissers and that horrid buzzy thing. And those mean clippers that do snappy clacky stuff and pinch my toes.
I didn’t like it.
But there is a good side cos its Tara’s turn tomorrow!!!