Apr 10 2009
PETS to the DOG SPA Day
Now that I am “retired” I have the pleasure, or duty, of taking the pets to the vets for shots and medicines, etc.
Today, I found out I am the “Pet Spa” driver too. I remember thirty years ago that my sons needed rides to the barber and daughters needed rides to the “beauty parlor” and “nail salon.”
Our puppy, CheyAnna, received her first nail clipping today, plus a shampoo and ear cleaning. I think they massaged her too, and maybe a few minutes under the dryer and a quick tanning session.
By all accounts she was a perfect “dear,” a “sweetheart,” a wonderful “little girl.” Pretty much the same things I used to hear about my daughters. How times change as we age! Now we treat our dogs like children. We talk to them and scold them and try to teach them how to be upright dog citizens so we aren’t ashamed to take them out in public. That also sounds familiar, doesn’t it?
I do admit that she smelled really, really good after her bath and “do” so I told her so. She smiled and wagged her tail at me. Time to go home.
RELATED:
Last month I wrote about CheyAnna in a post called, “What I Love About Dogs.” There are several photos of her there too.
And, now one from the Archives, This is called “Mortality Takes Some Getting Used To” and refers to my struggle to accept that I am not “indestructible.” Click on the widget below or on the text link above:
