Lady or tramp? No longer a question.
Molly had her first trip to the groomer. She came back looking like this, and I could not stop laughing at her:
Two days later, while in Nashville, we took our first trip to the Centennial Park dog park. We learned the hard way that this is not a place for dogs who (a) had just been to the groomer and (b) have not been spayed. Apparently my little precious is a smidge promiscuous! There was a lot of wriggling around in the dust and dirt, among other inappropriate behavior that made us owners, who were otherwise reluctant to talk to each other, feel a wee bit uncomfortable. For example:
We are hoping Molly will learn from Shaggy how to be a good dog. So far, Molly just likes to bite Shaggy’s beard. Poor Shags! They couldn’t be cuter, though, and at least they look like the best of friends.
I can’t even stand the cuteness going on in all those pictures. Even the X-rated ones!!!
Ok, seriously, where do you live now? Where am I going to send your Christmas card? You crazies moved and didn’t tell anybody! What are your four jobs? I have to read your blog to keep up with you guys!
Is that Spuds Mackenzie going downstairs?