"bath" is a four-letter word. momma took us to our favorite store today - petsmart. i thought we were there to smell butts, but it was to get a bath (dammit momma!). so when they took lindy and i to the back (where they stick us in cages), the mean girl dropped the leash and i made a run for it. unfortunately, i couldn't hurdle the little mini-door to freedom. plus momma caught me and just laughed and laughed. momma, when you're not looking, i'm gonna rub my butt all over your pillows.
we did meet a really cute boy chocolate lab named jeff (really daddy, that was his name). he asked if he could come home with us, and momma said yes, but the mean lady who clipped my toenails said no. the mean girl's name was lindy - coincidence? i think not.
yesterday momma said she must be put on this earth to make me and lindy happy. i'm not sure if she was making a snarky comment or if she meant that in a loving way. since its almost christmas, i'm thinking she must love us a bunch and finally realize what her life's work is.
happy holidaisy!
peace
daisy daffodil broyles
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