The sad truth is that the love for my dog is often quite conditional. I know it's entirely unfair, but it's the way it is. When she's clean and smells so lovely, I love her to sit by me. I love to pet her and have her around. When she's dirty and smells like a dog.... not so much. I find myself shewing her away, sending her outside...
It's not fair. I completely acknowledge this. I am the one who bathes her. It's my fault when she's stinky. It's my fault when her gleaming white coat looks a little gray.
I tried to solve this problem at one point by giving her a shave-down. Not a success.
Yesterday I finally broke down and paid the big bucks for a professional do. We were lucky enough to find Bruce, the overly enthusiastic dog groomer, who was willing to experiment on our dear George. I am so estatic with the results. She's white and shiny and smells oh-so-good!
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After:
2 comments:
She looks so naked, but oddly adorable!!
Cute green bow!! Does she like the new look?
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