I was nervous when I went for a car ride, worried my parents would return me to the airport, and worse than that, fly me economy. River had appeared in my dreams and told me I was going to the best groomer in the world, Groomingdales, the only thing worth seeing in the town of Lakeville, which, honestly, is more lake than ville. One of the groomers, Jen, has been making my pack beautiful for 26 years, and the other, Beth, is why River and I ended up with my family. For a time, River lived with her and got impregnated by her boy Griffon. River didn't take to being a mom. She wouldn't stop smoking during her pregnancy. When Foley passed, Beth told Mommy about River; when River passed, my new parents had a direct line to my own.
River promised I would get a relaxing bath, a good brushing, and a butt squeeze to unpack the unwanted junk in her trunk.
When I entered, Beth and Jen acted like the queen had come in for a clip and curl. Of course, they loved me instantly. River had warned me that there would be other dogs, and I couldn't act as I do at home and bark at any dog or horse who appears on TV. I was timid when I saw the dogs because they were in three dimensions and smelled, which the TV dogs don't. I also got to meet my double, another smooth-coated Griffon. I barked at my parents to take a picture, but they didn't. What good is carrying around one of those things if they don't use it?
I shook a little when my parents left, but they assured me they would return. First, I got a lovely bath, then brushed, and finally a good butt squeeze that would make DeShaun Watson envious. The best part of my experience was that it didn't last long; I was only there for an hour and a half, which was good because I wanted to get home.
I was delighted when my parents returned and snuggled up with mom on the trip home. I missed doing that. When I got home and fell asleep, River asked her if I liked it, and I said I did and would like to return tomorrow. River told her it would be at least a month. I hope my butt can hang on that long.
The dog and groomer bond is special, and I am glad to be in such good hands.
That is a great report, Ruby Rose. We bet you felt great afterwards!Delete
Please take out the above mess...we goofed! LOL!
Ruby, we know nuthin' about groomers, since our feline overlords are self-cleaning models.ReplyDelete
However, if you were pampered, then it's all good!
Spa days are awesome Ruby RoseReplyDelete
Sounds like yuo have the bestest groomers ever, Ruby!!ReplyDelete
Awww, you're so cute. I know your butt can hang on that long. It's spa day and I like them too.ReplyDelete
Have a woof woof day and week. My best to your mom. ♥
Ruby Rose a gal always feels like a million bucks after a grooming!! You look aDORableReplyDelete
PS I'm going to my groomer tomorrow BOL
So we are guessing the butt squeeze was quite titillating:)ReplyDelete
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We're glad you have some good groomers. Chester loves his groomer, Miss Jacquie.ReplyDelete
I'm glad you have such a wonderful groomer sweet Ruby Rose!ReplyDelete
Ruby, Cinnamon is jealous. We don’t have a groomer…so no baths, unless Mom does it, no brushes, which Mom does more than the baths as she shed her under coat, and Mom does NOT do butt squeezes! Cinnie say Dad was the best at doing that. Ruby, you deserve to be pampered! Purrs MarvReplyDelete
That sounds great! We are going to the groomer this week, so we will let you know how that goes!ReplyDelete
Rosie and Redford
Such a cute and very touching story. I'm glad that River is helping Ruby Rose to adjust to her new life.ReplyDelete
ruby; we haven't been able to visit since may of 1734, and we currently are on a stolen cell ewe lar dee vize and must type quik. ewe iz one gorgeouz pup; we just wanted two say that. bye ♥♥♥ReplyDelete