Two years ago my husband injured his leg, and while I could certainly have done both dogs myself, it would have been a two-day job. So we found a local groomer. Oh, were we surprised! She did a marvelous job and charged us ONLY TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS per dog. We did some quick calculations. On the one hand, we could take the time to trim their nails, clip their pawpads, trim inside their ears, bathe and dry each dog, wash a load of towels and our wet clothing, and clean up the room. On the other hand, we could take them downtown for a morning, pay fifty dollars plus tip, and bring home two clean dogs. We still use the shower to cleanse dirty feet, but we no longer bathe the dogs ourselves.
The morning at the groomer's is exhausting for both of them. They are not very active at all for the remainder of the day.
Lucy lies between a chair and the sofa, her head under the end table. (Jeez, I just dusted under there. I'm sure of it.)
Or she plops over and lies with Ellie on one of the beds upstairs.
That evening, Ellie lies in the corner of her large bed.
She seems to be moping about having been to the groomer.
Lucy stretches out, using her bed and part of Ellie's.
Suddenly Lucy gets a spurt of energy and grabs the blue tug. "Hey, Ellie, want to play?"
"Not a chance, you silly thing."
They don't mind going to the groomer. After all, she gives them lots of treats and seems to really like them. But they are all done-in on bath day.
This weekend has brought severe weather across our country. Milwaukee, where we lived for twenty years was inundated with a stalled weather system that dumped 8-11 inches of rain on the city and surrounding suburbs. We ask you to send positive vibes to our friends, former neighbors, and all the residents living there. Our daughter is fine and for that we are extremely grateful.
HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEKEND, EVERYONE.